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CHRISTIAN   HYMNS 


PUBLIC  AND  PRIVATE  WORSHIP. 


COLLECTION   COMPILED  BY   A   COMMITTEE 


CHESHIRE   PASTORAL  ASSOCIATION. 


FIFTH    EDITION. 


BOSTON: 
WILLIAM   CROSBY  AND   H.  P.  NICHOLS, 

113  Washington  Street. 

1846. 


Entered  according  to  Act  of  Congress,  in  the  year  1S44,  by 

Wm.  Crosby  and  H.  P.  Nichols, 

in  the  Clerk's  Office  of  the  District  Court  for  the  District  of 

Massachusetts. 


CAMBRIDGE: 

STEREOTYPED    AND    PRINTED    BY 

METCALF     AND     COMPANY, 

PRINTERS  TO  THE  UNIVERSITY. 


PREFACE. 


The  following  Collection  of  Hymns  has  been  com- 
piled by  a  Committee  of  the  Cheshire  Pastoral  Associa- 
tion. The  work  was  undertaken  to  meet  the  wants  of 
several  societies  within  its  own  limits,  and  may  not, 
therefore,  have  a  very  extended  circulation  beyond 
them  ;  for  many  compilations  already  engage  public  at- 
tention and  patronage.  Our  object  has  been  to  make 
a  selection  embracing  a  large  number  and  variety  of 
hymns,  adapted  to  all  the  purposes  of  public  and  pri- 
vate worship,  and  one  which  at  the  same  time  might 
be  furnished  at  a  low  price. 

We  have  sought  to  give  it  a  lyrical  character,  and 
thus  adapt  it  to  the  choir  as  well  as  to  the  pulpit.  In 
pursuance  of  this  idea,  a  greater  variety  of  metres 
than  usual  has  been  introduced.  By  selecting  also  a 
large  amount  of  introductory  and  closing  hymns  for 
worship,  and  by  paying  special  regard  to  the  Christian 
ordinances,  to  funeral  and  mourning  occasions,  to 
social  and  domestic  worship,  and  to  philanthropic,  na- 
tional, annual,  and  missionary  celebrations,  we  have  en- 
deavoured to  provide  for  wants  which  have  not  hither- 


IV  PREFACE. 

to  been  sufficiently  considered.  Above  all,  we  have, 
made  it  our  chief  aim  to  give  an  earnest  Scriptural  tone 
to  the  work,  by  gathering  together  in  one  all  the  no- 
blest strains  of  devotional  poetry  from  whatever  quarter 
and  denomination,  provided  the  sentiments  were  not  in- 
consistent with  our  own  faith.  But  if  there  should 
appear,  here  and  there,  the  glimpse  of  a  discarded 
doctrine,  or  the  remnant  of  an  antiquated  creed,  let  it 
be  remembered  how  difficult  and  ungracious  a  task  it  is 
to  fetter  the  free  wing  of  a  rapt  imagination  and  enkin- 
dled heart,  though  reason  may  sometimes  pause  and 
judgment  condemn. 

We  have  culled  from  a  most  extensive  field  of  both 
the  later  and  the  earlier  poets,  and  have  introduced  not 
a  few  hymns  of  merit,  which  have  appeared  in  no 
previous  compilation.  Slight  alterations  have  occa- 
sionally been  made,  but  we  have  preferred  to  restore 
rather  than  to  change.  While  we  have  wished  to  as- 
semble the  holy  minstrels  of  every  name  and  church 
in  a  loving  brotherhood  of  harmony  and  devotion,  that 
should  make  us  forget,  if  possible,  while  singing  the 
praises  of  God,  the  jars  and  discords  of  the  great 
Christian  family,  we  have,  nevertheless,  welcomed 
with  a  peculiar  delight  "  the  goodly  fellowship"  of 
our  own  sweet  singers.  We  are  indebted  to  the  names 
of  Adams,  Barbauld,  Bowring,  Bryant,  Bulfinch, 
Flint,  Follen,  Frothingham,  Furness,  Gilman,  Moore, 
Norton,  Peabody,  Pierpont,  and  Ware  for  some  of  the 
finest  hymns  in  the  English  language. 


PREFACE.  T 

To  those  friends,  who  have  kindly  afforded  us  their 
aid  in  making  this  compilation,  we  would  here  express 
our  thankful  acknowledgments. 

In  the  title  of  the  book,  we  embody  our  leading 
idea  and  purpose  in  this  enterprise,  which  have  been 
to  provide  a  collection,  not  of  Jewish  psalms  or  ele- 
gant songs,  but  essentially  Christian  hymns,  pitched, 
so  to  say,  after  the  grand  master-tone  of  our  faith, 
whatever  intermingling  subordinate  notes  they  might 
have  of  joy  or  sorrow,  encouragement  or  warning, 
praise  or  confession.  We  have  striven  that  the  high 
doctrines,  duties,  and  promises  of  our  holy  religion 
might  shine  forth  from  these  pages  in  their  noon-day 
distinctness,  and  arrayed  in  all  the  charms  of  taste  and 
melody,  that  the  great  Master  might  be  honored  with 
the  love  of  his  disciples,  and  the  greater  Father  wor- 
shipped with  the  fervent  adoration,  praise,  and  thanks- 
giving of  his  children. 

L.  W.  L. 

W.  A.  W. 

C.  C. 

*  A.  A.  L. 

January  29,  1845. 


GENERAL  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


HYMNS 

Introduction  of  Worship,  and  the  Sabbath 1  to    57 

Close  of  Worship 58  to  105 

Adoration,  Praise,  and  Thanksgiving 106  to  150 

Perfections  and  Providence  of  God 151  to  194 

The  Scriptures 195  to  216 

Jesus  Christ,  his  Character  and  Offices        .     .     .      .  217  to  272 

The  Gospel  and  its  Invitations 273  to  238 

Spiritual  Influences 289  to  318 

Faith,  Hope,  and  Charity 319  to  364 

Repentance  and  Reformation 365  to  392 

Christian  Affections  and  Life 393  to  491 

Mourning  and  Consolation 492  to  554 

Life,  Death,  and  Futurity 555  to  602 

The  Church,  Baptism,  and  Christian  Fellowship   .      .  603  to  623 

The  Lord's  Supper 624  to  647 

Early  Instruction  and  Piety 648  to  692 

Fast  and  Thanksgiving 693  to  713 

Opening  and  Closing  of  the  Year 714  to  727 

The  Seasons 728  to  742 

National  Hymns 743  to  757 

Dedication  and  Ordination 758  to  769 

Charitable  and  Missionary  Meetings 770  to  791 

Seamen's  Hymns 792  to  602 

Social  and  Domestic  Worship 803  to  833 

Morning  and  Evening 834  to  864 

Miscellaneous 865  to  908 


TABLE  OF  FIRST  LINES. 


According  to  thy  gracious  word 
A  charge  to  keep  I  have 
Affliction  is  a  stormy  deep 
Again,  from  calm  and  sweet  repose 
Again  our  ears  have  heard  the  voice 
Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light    . 
Again  we  've  seen  the  Sabbath  day 
A  holy  air  is  breathing  round 
A  host  of  spirits  round  the  throne 
Alas  !  how  poor  and  little  worth  . 
All  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name 
All  men  are  eo,ual  in  their  birth    . 
All  nature  dies  and  lives  again 
All  nature  feels  attractive  power  . 
All  nature's  works  his  praise  declare 
All-seeing  God  !  't  is  thine  to  know 
All  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord 
Almighty  and  immortal  King 
Almighty  God,  in  humble  prayer 
Almighty  God,  thy  word  is  cast   . 
Almighty  Lord,  before  thy  throne 
Almighty  Maker!  Lord  of  all 
Am  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross 
Amidst  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears 
And  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high 
And  is  the  gospel  peace  and  lore 
And  is  there,  Lord,  a  rest 
And  now,  my  soul,  another  year  . 
An  offering  to  the  shrine  of  power 
Another  day  is  past 
Another  day  its  course  hath  run 
Another  six  days'  work  is  done 
Arise,  and  bless  the  Lord  . 
Arm  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake 
Arrayed  in  clouds  of  golden  light 
As  body  when  the  soul  has  fled 
As,  bowed  by  sudden  storms,  the 
As  flows  the  rapid  river 
Asleep  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  . 
As  in  solemn  congregation    . 
As  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays 
A  soldier's  course  from  battles  won 
As  the  hart,  wUh  eager  looks  . 
As  the  sun's  enlivening  eye 
As  the  sweet  flower  that  scents  the 
As  twilight's  gradual  veil  is  spread 
At  thy  table,  Lord  of  life 


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TAELE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


Author  of  good,  to  thee  we  turn   . 
A  voice  upon  the  midnight  air 
Awake,  and  sing  the  song 
Awake,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sua   . 
Awake,  my  soul !  lift  up  thin?  eyes     . 
Awake,  my  soul !  stretch  every  nerve 
Awake,  my  tongue;  thy  tribute  bring 
Awake,  our  souls  ;  away,  our  fears  . 
Awake,  ye  saints,  awake      .         .        . 
Awake,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes 

Baptized  into  our  Saviour's  death 

Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne      .         . 

Begin,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay 

Begin  the  hish,  celestial  strain     . 

Behold,  amid  his  little  Hock 

Behold  th'  amazing  sight 

Behold  the  morning  sun    . 

Behold  !  the  Prince  of  Peace 

Behold  the  western  evening  light 

Behold   where,  breathing  love  divine  . 

Behold,  where,  in  a  mortal  form 

Behold  yon  bright  array 

Be  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  land.s  of  the  earth 

Beneath  our  feet  aid  o'er  our  he  id 

Be  thou.  O  God,  exalted  high    . 

Beyond,  beyond  tint  boundless  sea 

Blest  are  the  humble  souls  that  see  . 

Blest  are  the  pure  in  heart     . 

Blest  are  the  sons  of  peace 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

Blest  ha  the  tie  th  it  binds 

Blest  hour   when  mortal  man  retires     . 

Blest   Instructor!  from  thy  ways 

Blest  is  the  hour  when  cares  depart 

Blest  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord 

Blest  is  the  man    who>e  heart  is  kind  . 

Blest  Shepherd.  I  am  thine 

Blest  Spirit,  Source  of  grace  divinp 

Borne  o'er  the  ocean's  stormy  wave 

Brightest  arid  beat  of  the  sons  of  the  mornin 

Bright  Source  of  everlasting  love 

Bright  Source  of  intellectual  rays 

Bright  the  vision  thit  delighted 

Bright  was  the  guiding  st;ir  that  led     . 

Brother,  rest  from  sin  and  sorrow     . 

Brother,  thou  art  gone  before  us    . 

Brother    thou  art  gone  to  rest    .         . 

Brother    I  hough  from  yonder  sky 

By  cool  Sil  min's  shady  rill 

By  us  the  seed  is  sown 

Called  by  the  Sabbath  bells  away 
Cilm  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God 
Cilm  no  the  listening  ear  of  night     . 
Cease,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 
Children  of  light,  awake    . 
Children  of  the  Heavenly  King    . 
Christians,  brethren,  ere  we  part 
Christ,  the  Lord    is  risen  today    . 
Christ,  whose  elorv  fills  the  skies     . 
Llay  to  clay,  aud  Just  lu  dust. 


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TABLE    OF   FIRST   LINES. 


Come,  blessed  Spirit,  come  to-day     . 

Come,  blessed  Spirit,  heayenly  Light 

Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  come    . 

Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove 

Come  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord    . 

Come,  let  our  voices  join 

Come,  let  us  anew     .... 

Come,  let  us  join  our  friends  above 

Come,  let  us  join  our  souls  to  God     . 

Come,  let  us  pray,  't  is  sweet  to  feel 

Come,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 

Come,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice 

Come,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace 

Come,  sound  his  praise  abroad   . 

Come,  thou  Almighty  King  . 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer      . 

Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord 

Come,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish 

Come,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord 

Commit  thou  all  thy  griefs 


Dark,  dark  indeed  the  grave  would  be  . 
Daughter  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness 
Day  unto  day  doth  utter  speech    . 
Dear  as  thou  wert,  and  justly  dear    . 
Death  has  been  here,  and  borne  away 
Deathless  spirit,  now  arise 
Deem  not  that  they  are  blest  alone 
Delightful  is  the  task  to  sing     . 

Early,  my  God,  without  delay   . 
Eat,  drink,  in  memory  of  your  Friend 
Ere  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime 
Eternal  Father,  God  of  love 
Eternal  God  !  how  frail  is  man 
Eternal  God,  thou  Light  divine    . 
Eternal  Source  of  every  joy 
Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light     . 
Eternal  Source  of  joys  divine    . 
Eternal  Spirit.  God  of  truth  . 
Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise 
Ever  sounds  with  holy  hymns 
Exert  thy  power,  thy  rights  maintain 

Faith  add3  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss 
Faith,  hope,  and  charity,  these  three   . 
Faith,  hope,  and  love  now  dwell 
Faith  is  the  brightest  evidence 
Faith  is  the  Christian's  prop    . 
Far  as  thy  name  is  known     . 
Farewell,  dear  friend  !  a  long  farewell 
Far  from  mortal  cares  retreating   . 
Far  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night 
Far  from  thy  servants,  God  of  grace     , 
Father  and  Friend,  thy  light,  thy  love 
Father  !  and  is  thy  table  spread     .        , 
Father,  bless  thy  word  to  all 
Father,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 
Father  divine,  the  Saviour  cried 


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297 
296 
291 
294 
292 
621 
666 
718 
605 
231 
400 
809 
115 
230 
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TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES 


Father  divine,  thy  piercing  eye     . 
Fuher,  gathered  round  the  bier 
Father,  hear  ns  when  we  pray 
Father.  I  know  thy  ways  are  just 
Father  in  heaven,  to  thee  my  heart 
Father  in  heaven,  we  thank  l lie  care 
Father  of  all.  in  whom,  alone 
Father  of  light  !  conduct  my  feet 
Father  of  lights  !  we  sins  thy  name 
Father  of  mercies,  God  of  love 
Fnher  of  mercies,  in  thy  word     . 
F'ther  of  onr  feehle  race    . 
Father  of  spirits,  nature's  God 
Father,  once  more  let  grateful  praise 
Father,  Refuge  of  my  soul    . 
Father,  thy  paternal  care   . 
Father,  we  bless  the  senile  care   . 
Father,  who  in  the  olive  shade 
Father,  when  o'er  our  trembling  hearts 
Feeble    helpless    how  shall  I 
Piling  to  the  heedless  winds 
For  a  season  called  to  pari 
Foraive  us.  for  thy  mercy's  sake 
Forth  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky 
Fountain  of  all-sufficient  bliss 
Fountain  of  lieht  and  living  breath 
Fountain  of  mercy,  God  of  love    . 
Friend  after  friend  departs 
From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
From  earliest  dawn  of  life 
From  every  stormy  wind  that  blows 
From  Greenland's  icy  mountains 
From  stern  oppression's  haughty  land 
From  the  cross  uplifted   high     . 
From  the  table  now  retiring 
From  year  to  year  in  love  we  meet 

Gently  fill  the  dews  of  eve 
Gently.  Lord  !  O.  gently  lead  us  . 
Gently,  my  Father,  let  me  down 
Give  me  the  wins-!  of  faith  to  rise 
Giver  of  peace  and  unity     . 
Give  thanks  to  God  most  high 
Give  to  the  winds  thy  fears 
Glorious  in  thy  saints  appear 
Glorious  thinss  of  thee  are  spoken 
Glory  to  God,  and  peace  on  earth 
Glory  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night 
Glory  to  thee,  whose  powerful  word 
C  id  bless  our  native  laud  . 
God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son 
God.  in  the  high  and  holy  place 
God  is  love  ;    his  mercy  brightens 
God  moves  In  a  mysterious  way 
God  of  almighty  love 
God  of  eternity,  from  ihee 
God  of  mercy,  do  thou  never 
God  of  mercy,  God  of  love 

God  of  my  childhood  and  niv  youth 

God  of  my  life   my  morning  sons 
God  of  my  life    through  all  my  days 
God  of  my  life,  whoso  gracious  power 


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.     L.  M. 

L.  M. 
.     L.  M. 

1-  M. 

.     C.  M. 

.    S.  H.  M. 

.    L.  M. 

S.  M. 
.    L.  M. 

7  &  6s.  M. 
.     L.  M. 

7s.  M. 

8  /c  7s.  M. 

L.  M. 

.        7s.  M. 

8  &  7s.  M. 

I..  M. 

.     C.  M. 

L.  M. 

.    H.  !\T. 


S.  M. 

.    7s  !\1. 

8  &  7s.  M. 

.    G  M. 

L.  M. 

.    L.  M. 

6  k  4s  |VI. 

.     L.  M. 

C.  !M. 

8&7s.  M. 

C.  M. 

.     S  M. 

I.  M. 

8  fc  7s.  M. 

;-   m 

.     C.  M. 

C.  M. 

.     L.  M. 

.        L.  M. 


399 

5~>3 

817 

469 

33 

6^3 

2'H 

311 

HO 

61.    105 

21 1 

27 

156 

699 

136 

Sis 

82.-) 

412 

832 

272 

872 

83 

61.  373 

61.       6 

307 

61.  426 

703 

52r> 

59 

6 --8 

365 

77G 

61.  716 

61.  279 

635 

663 

93 

301 
5^0 
2.-3 
362 

187 

47G 
68 

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223 

819 
796 
747 
271 
173 

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160 

91 

728 

751 
369 
490 
839 
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131 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


XI 


God  of  our  fathers,  't  is  thy  hand 

God  of  our  lives,  thy  rarious  praise 

God  of  our  mercy  and  our  praise 

God  of  i  he  changing  year,  whose  arm  of  power 

God  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 

God  of  the  rolling  orbs  above     . 

God  of  the  year  !  with  songs  of  praise 

God,  thou  art  good  !  each  perfumed  flow 

Go,  messenger  of  peace  and  love  . 

Go,  spirit  of  the  sainted  dead    . 

Go  to  dark  Gelhsemane 

Go  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime 

Go  to  the  pillow  of  disease     . 

Go  when  the  morning  shineth 

Gracious  Source  of  every  blessing 

Gracious  Spirit !  Love  divine 

Greatest  of  beings  !  Source  of  life 

Great  Father  of  our  feeble  race 

Great  God,  as  seasons  disappear    • 

Great  God,  at  thy  command 

Great  God  !  at  whose  all-powerful  call 

Great  God,  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 

Great  God  !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 

Great  God,  in  whom  we  live  and  move 

Great  God,  let  all  my  tuneful  jxnvers    . 

Great  God  of  grace  !  arise  and  shine 

Great  God  of  nations,  now  to  ihee 

Great  God,  the  followers  of  thy  Son 

Great  God.  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Great  God.  wert  thou  extreme  to  mark 

Great  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 

Great  God,  whose  universal  sway 

Great  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praise 

Great.  King  of  glory,  come 

Great  Maker  of  unnumbered  worlds      . 

Great  Rfrler  of  the  earth  and  skies     . 

Great  Source  of  life  and  li«ht 

Great  Source  of  unexhausied  good    • 

Guide  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah  .        .        8, 

Had  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews 

Hail,  all  hail  the  joyful  morn    . 

Hail,  great  Creator,  wise  and  good 

Kail  to  the  Lord's  anointed 

Hail  to  the  Sabbath  day 

Happy  the  children  of  the  Lord 

Happy  the  heart,  where  graces  reign    . 

Happy  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast 

Hark  !  from  the  tombs  a  warning  sound 

Hark  !  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  cornea 

Hark  !  the  song  of  jubilee    . 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Hark  !  what  celestial  sounds 

Hark  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices 

Hath  not  thy  heart  within  thee  burned 

Have  mercy  on  me,  O  my  God 

Hear  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken 

Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 

Heave,  mighty  ocean,  heave 

Heaven  is  the  land  where  troubles  cease 

He  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies 

He  has  gone  to  his  God ;  he  has  gone  to  his  home 


.  L.  M. 

885 

C.  M. 

717 

.  CM. 

360 

.   10s.  M. 

723 

.  L.  M. 

836 

L.  M. 

870 

.  L.  M. 

713 

L.  M. 

149 

.  L.  M. 

778 

L.  M. 

516 

.  7s.  M.  6 

.  270 

.   10s.  M. 

545 

.  C.  M. 

364 

7  &  6s.  M. 

397 

8  &  7s.  M. 

102 

7s.  M. 

299 

.  L.  M. 

147 

C.  M. 

300 

.  L.  M. 

704 

S.  M. 

733 

.  L.  M. 

729 

.  L.  P.  M. 

709 

.  L.  M. 

151 

C.  M. 

667 

.  L.  M. 

710 

C.  M. 

784 

.  L.  M.  * 

744 

L.  M. 

56 

.  C.  M. 

782 

C.  M. 

335 

.  L.  M. 

715 

L.  M. 

777 

.  C.  M. 

201 

H.  M. 

761 

.  L.  M. 

693 

L.  M. 

712 

.  S.  M. 

304 

.  C.  P.  M. 

178 

7,  &  4s.  M. 

411 

.  L.  M. 

345 

7s.  M. 

222 

.  C.  M. 

125 

7  &  6s.  31. 

287 

.  S.  M. 

12 

C.  M. 

206 

.  C.  M. 

361 

.   L.  M. 

472 

.  CM. 

574 

CM. 

231 

.  7s.  M. 

783 

7,  &  4s.  M. 

888 

.  H.  M. 

226 

8  &  7s.  M. 

217 

.  L.  M. 

316 

L.  M. 

696 

8  &  7s.  M. 

906 

.   CM. 

521 

.  S.  M. 

802 

.  C.  H.  M. 

900 

.  L.  M. 

237 

.   P.M. 

839 

Xll 


TABLE    OF   FIRST   LINES. 


He  knelt ;  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed 

Help  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord 

Here,  in  the  broken  bread     . 

Here,  in  thy  name,  Eternal  God 

Here  in  thy  temple,  Lord,  we  meet 

Here,  Saviour,  we  would  come 

High  in  the  heavens,  Eternal  God 

High,  in  yonder  realms  of  light 

Holy  and  reverend  is  thy  name     . 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Ix>rd        .... 

Holy  Spirit,  from  on  high    . 

Hosanna  !  let  us  join  to  sing    . 

House  of  our  God,  with  cheerful  anthems  r 

How  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord 

How  beauteous  are  their  feet 

How  beautiful  ihe  sight     .... 

Hew  blest  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord 

How  blest  is  he  whose  tranquil  mind 

How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  diea 

How  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 

How  cheering  the  thought,  that  the  spirits 

How  firm  the  saint's  foundation  stands    . 

How  gentle  God's  commands 

How  happy  is  he  born  and  taught     . 

How  large  the  promise,  how  divine 

How  lovely  are  thy  dwellings,  Lord 

How  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair  . 

How  pleasant  't  is  to  see    .... 

How  pleased  and  blest  was  I 

How  precious  are  thy  thoughts  of  peace   . 

How  precious  is  the  book  divine  . 

How  rich  thy  gifts,  Almighty  King 

How  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts 

How  shall  we  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light    . 

How  short  and  hasty  is  our  life 

How  sweet,  how  calm  the  Sabbath  morn 

How  sweet,  how  heavenly  is  the  sight 

How  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel's  sound    . 

How  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day 

How  sweet  the  melting  lay 

How  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds  . 

How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray       .        . 

How  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord 

How  sweet  upon  this  sacred  day 

How  swift,  alas!  the  moments  fly        . 

How  swift  the  torrent  rolls 

How  tender  is  thy  hand 

I  cannot  shun  the  stroke  of  death 
If  death  my  friend  and  me  divide     . 
I  feel  within  a  want      .... 
If  human  kindness  meets  return 

If  on  a  quiet  sea 

If  solid  happiness  we  prize 

I  '11  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath 

I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man 

I  love  the  volume  of  thy  word 

I  love  to  steal  awhile  away 

Imposture  shrinks  from  light 

In  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee    . 

In  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  stand 

In  Judah's  rugged  wilderness    . 


in  bli 


C.  H.  M. 

234 

CM. 

812 

.  S.  M. 

632 

L.  M. 

762 

.  C.  M. 

694 

S.  M. 

630 

.  L.  M. 

164 

?s.  M. 

591 

.  C.  M. 

23 

7s.  M. 

106 

.  7s.  M. 

295 

L.  M. 

239 

&  lis.  M. 

727 

C.  M. 

7lJ.J 

.  S.  M. 

232 

S.  M. 

351 

.  CM. 

363 

L.  M. 

879 

.  L.  M. 

509 

L.  M. 

353 

lis.  M. 

890 

CM. 

183 

.  S.  M. 

172 

L.  M. 

876 

.  C.  M. 

612 

CM. 

815 

.  L.  M. 

51 

S.  M. 

356 

S.  P.  M. 

18 

L.  M.  61 

.  165 

.  C.  M. 

216 

L.  P.  M. 

711 

.  CM. 

651 

L.  M. 

40 

.  C.  M. 

555 

CM. 

57 

.  CM 

347 

L.  M. 

273 

.  L.  M. 

529 

S.  M. 

813 

.  CM. 

897 

C.  M. 

452 

.  S.  M. 

25 

CM. 

4 

.  C  M. 

561 

S.  M. 

660 

.  S.  M. 

455 

.  L.  M. 

575 

C  P.  M. 

533 

.  6s.  M. 

687 

CM. 

624 

.  S.  M. 

321 

C  P.  M. 

454 

L.  P.  M. 

533 

CM. 

523 

L.  P.  M. 

195 

C  M. 

396 

.  S.  M. 

215 

CM. 

163 

.  L.  M. 

146 

CM. 

230 

TABLE    OF   FIRST   LINES 


In  one  fraternal  bond  of  love 

In  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines 

In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid 

In  the  broad  fields  of  heaven    . 

In  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory 

In  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth 

In  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  God 

In  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 

In  vain  we  trace  creation  o'er 

I  praised  the  earth  in  beauty  seen 

I  sing  th'  almighty  power  of  God 

Israel's  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed  me 

Is  there  a  God?  Yon  rising  sun    . 

Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour 

Is  there  ambition  in  my  heart 

Is  this  a  fast  for  me    . 

I  waited  patient  for  the  Lord 

I  want  a  principle  within 

I  would  not  live  alway ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 

Jehovah's  praise  sublime 
Jerusalem  !  my  glorious  home  . 
Jesus  demands  this  heart  of  mine 
Jesus,  I  love  thy  charming  name 
Jesus  is  gone  above  the  sky 
Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Jesus,  the  Friend  of  man 
Jesus,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 
Join,  all  ye  servants  of  the  Lord  . 
Joy  to  those  that  love  the  Lord 
Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come 

Kind  are  the  words  that  Jesus  spake 
Kindred  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake 
Know,  my  soul,  thy  full  salvation 

Laborers  of  Christ,  arise 
Leader  of  Israel's  host,  and  Guide 
Let  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise 
Let  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 
Let  children  never  fear 
Let  coward  guilt,  with  pallid  fear 
Let  deepest  silence  all  around    . 
Let  everlasting  glories  crown 
Let  every  creature  join 
Let  every  mortal  ear  attend  . 
Let  men  of  high  conceit  and  zeal 
Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise  . 
Let  others  boast  how  strong  they  be 
Let  party  names  no  more 
Let  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those 
Let  them  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord 
Let  the  still  air  rejoice 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 
Let  us  join,  as  God  commands 
Let  us  with  a  joyful  mind     . 
Let  vain  pursuits  and  vain  desires    . 
Let  worldly  men,  from  shore  to  shore 
Life  is  a  span,  a  fleeting  hour    . 
Life  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord 
Life's  little  lines,  how  short,  how  faint 
b 


Xlll 


.  CM. 

604 

L.  M. 

745 

.  L.  M. 

841 

7  &  6s.  M. 

552 

8  &  7s.  M. 

243 

C  M. 

652 

.  C.  M. 

463 

CM. 

541 

.  CM. 

415 

L.  M.  61 

598 

.  CM. 

190 

8  &  7s.  M. 

82 

.  C  M. 

154 

L.  M. 

194 

.  CM. 

469 

S.  M. 

697 

.  C  M. 

376 

C  M. 

437 

lis.  M. 

571 

.  H.  M. 

91 

C  M. 

5S8 

.  L.  M. 

366 

C  M. 

254 

.  L.  M. 

.631 

.   L.  M. 

262 

.  S.  M. 

637 

L.  M. 

445 

.  L.  M.  61 

193 

7s.  M. 

392 

.  C  M. 

816 

.  CM. 

374 

L.  M. 

803 

8  &  7s.  M. 

338 

.  S.  M. 

483 

L.  M.  61 

305 

L.  P.  M. 

113 

CM. 

200 

.  CM. 

192 

S.  M. 

659 

.  C  M. 

874 

C.  M. 

831 

.  L.  M. 

278 

s.  m. 

144 

.    CM. 

275 

L.  M. 

353 

.  L.  M. 

114 

C  M. 

513 

.  S.  M. 

352 

C  M. 

618 

.  CM. 

142 

6  &  4s.  M. 

886 

.  C  M. 

162 

.   7s.  M. 

805 

.  7s.  M. 

176 

C  M. 

625 

.  C  M. 

211 

C  M. 

493 

.  L.  M. 

567 

CM. 

66C 

XIV 


TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


Lift  aloud  the  voice  of  praise 

Lift  run  thou  the  wailing  voice 

Lift  up  lo  (i'Hl  the  voice  of  praise 

Lift  your  dud  voices  in  triumph  on  hi 

Light  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 

Like  Israel's  hosts  to  exile  driven 

Like  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain 

Lo.  God  is  here  !    Let  us  adore 

Lord,  before  thy  presence  come     . 

Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  . 

Lord,  have  mercy  when  we  pray 

Lord,  how  secure  and  blest  are  ihey 

Lord,  how  delightful  't  is  to  see     . 

Lord  Jesus,  come,  for  here 

Lord,  in  the  morning  thou  shall  hear 

Lord,  in  heave, i.  thy  dwelling-place 

Lord,  in  whose  might  the  Saviour  trod 

Lord,  lead  my  heart  to  learn 

Lord,  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name 

Lord  of  heaven,  and  earth,  and  ocean 

Lord  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise 

Lord  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows 

Lord  of  the  sea  !  thy  potent  sway 

Lord  of  the  worlds  above   . 

Lord  of  the  worlds  below 

Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright     . 

Lord,  teach  a  little  child  to  pray  . 

Lord,  thou  art  good  :  all  nature  shows 

Lord,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  throu 

Lord,  we  come  to  seek  thy  blessing 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece 

Lord,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray 

Lo!  the  lilies  of  the  field 

Lo  !  they  come  from  east  to  west 

Lo  !  the  prisoner  is  released 

Love  divine,  all  love  excelling 

Lo  !  what  an  entertaining  sight    . 

Lowly  and  solemn  be 

Mark  the  soft  falling  snow    .        . 

Mark  the  virtuous  man 

May  the  trrace  of  Christ,  our  Saviou 

Mighty  One.  before  whose  face 

Mighty  One,  whose  name  is  Holy 

Mistaken  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven 

Morning  breaks  upon  the  tomb 

My  country,  't  is  of  thee 

My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord 

My  Father !  cheering  name 

My  Father  !  I  adore 

My  Father's  house  on  high 

My  few  revolving  years 

My  God  !  all  nature  owns  thy  sway 

My  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love 

My  God,  I  thank  thee  !  may  no  thought 

My  God,  I  now  from  sleep  awake 

My  God,  my  everlasting  hope    . 

My  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 

My  God  !  thy  boundless  love  I  praise 

My  God,  thy  service  well  demands 

My  gracious  Lord,  whose  changeless  love 

My  Maker  and  my  King 


.  7s.  M. 

76fl 

7  fc  Ss.  M. 

522 

.  C.  M. 

J26 

P.  M. 

244 

8  k  7s.  M. 

4lr2 

L.  M. 

755 

.  L.  M. 

564 

L.  M. 

23 

.  7s.  M. 

46 

7,  &  4s.  M. 

,60 

.  7s.  M. 

3-6 

L.  M. 

3<3 

.  L.  M. 

101 

S.  M. 

253 

.  C.  M. 

32 

.   7s.  M. 

37 

.  C.  M. 

303 

S.  M. 

655 

.  L.  M. 

83 

8  &  7s.  M. 

707 

.  7s.  M. 

763 

L.  M. 

36 

.  L.  M.  61 

799 

.   H.  M. 

43 

.  H.  M. 

739 

(J.  M. 

41 

.  C.  M. 

638 

C.  M. 

175 

.  L.  M. 

157 

8  &  7s.  M. 

691 

.  S.  M. 

556 

C.  M. 

743 

.  7s.  M. 

675 

.   7s.  M. 

820 

.  7s.  M. 

902 

8  &  7s.  M. 

2 

.  C.  M. 

827 

6  &  4s.  M. 

403 

.  H.  M. 

277 

7  &  5s.  M. 

97 

8  &  7s.  M. 

62 

7s.  M. 

791 

8  &  7s.  M. 

774 

C.  M. 

323 

.  7s.  M. 

238 

6  &  4s.  M. 

.  L.  M. 

285 

S.  M. 

191 

.  S.  M. 

373 

S.  M. 

682 

.  S.  M. 

725 

L.  M. 

875 

.  L  M. 

817 

L.  M. 

624 

.  L.  M. 

863 

C.  M. 

4s-s 

8  &  6s.  M. 

461 

.  C.  P.  M. 

128 

.  C.  M. 

486 

L.  M. 

38 

.  S.M. 

145 

TAELE    OF    FIRST    LINES 


My  soul,  be  on  thy  guard   . 

My  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust 

My  soul,  praise  the  Lord,  speak  good  of  h 

My  soul,  repeat  his  praise 

My  soul  shall  praise  thee.  O  my  God 

My  soul,  triumphant  in  the  Lord 

My  soul,  why  sink  when  griefs  oppress 

Naked,  as  from  the  earth  we  came    . 
Nature,  with  all  her  powers,  shall  sing 
Not  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep 
Not  for  the  summer  hour  alone 
Not  in  the  church-yard  shall  he  sleep 
Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord 
Not  with  terror  do  we  meet 
No  war  nor  battle's  sound 
Now  begin  the  heavenly  theme 
Now  from  labor  and  from  care 
Now,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal 
Now  I  approach  thy  table,  Lord    . 
Now  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart 
Now  is  the  day  of  grace 
Now  let  a  true  ambition  rise 
Now  let  our  prayers  ascend  to  thee 
Now,  Lord,  we  part  awhile 
Now  may  He  who  from  the  dead 
Now  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Now  the  shades  of  night  are  gone 
Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song    . 

O,  all  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord 

O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul;  His  grace,  &c 

O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul  !  Let  all,  &c 

O,  bow  thine  ear.  Eternal  One 

O,  cease,  my  wandering  soul 

O,  come,  and  let  th'  assembly  all 

O,  come,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing 

O,  could  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly 

O,  could  we  speak  the  matchless  worth 

O,  draw  me,  Father,  after  thee 

O'er  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee 

O  Father,  though  the  anxious  fear 

O  Father,  good  or  evil  send 

O  Father,  to  thy  mercy-seat 

O,  for  a  closer  walk  with  God 

O,  for  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink 

O,  for  a  firm  and  lively  faith 

O,  for  a  heart  to  praise  my  God 

O,  for  an  overcoming  faith    . 

O,  for  a  prophet's  fire 

O,  for  a  shout  of  joy 

O,  for  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 

O,  for  a  sweet,  inspiring  ray 

O,  for  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

O,  for  that  tenderness  of  heart 

O.  for  the  death  of  those     . 

O  God.  accept  the  sacred  hour 

O  God,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given    . 

O  God,  I  thank  thee  that  the'nisht 

O  God.  my  Father  and  my  King 

O  God.  my  strength   my  hope 

0  God,  that  mad'st  the  earth  and  sky 


S.  M. 

463 

.  C  M. 

311 

10  &  lis.  M. 

143 

.  S.  M. 

75 

C.  M. 

14i 

..  C  M. 

3^0 

C.  M. 

6:6 

C  M. 

513 

.  L.  M. 

138 

C.  M. 

512 

.  C.  M. 

833 

C  M. 

793 

.  C.  M. 

261 

7s.  M. 

6J3 

6  &  10s.  M. 

. 

7s.  M. 

249 

.  7s.  M. 

857 

C.  M. 

7i« 

.  C.  M. 

633 

L.  M. 

b'M 

.  S.  M. 

283 

C.  M. 

903 

.  C.  M. 

700 

H.  M. 

829 

.  7s.  M. 

63 

C.  INT. 

86 

.  7s.  M. 

834 

L.  M. 

229 

.  C.  Iff, 

76 

S.  Iff. 

116 

.  S.  Iff. 

169 

L.  M. 

753 

.  S.  M. 

440 

C.  M. 

60fi 

.  L.  I\T. 

22 

C.  iff. 

530 

C.  P.  Iff. 

255 

L.  Iff.  61 

420 

.  L.  M. 

259 

L.  Iff. 

10 

.  C.  Iff. 

412 

C.  Iff. 

432 

.  C.  Iff. 

419 

C.  Iff. 

320 

.  C.  M. 

550 

C.  M. 

405 

.  C.  IM. 

328 

S.  Iff. 

627 

.  H.  M. 

170 

C.  IM. 

69 

.  L.  Iff. 

595 

C  Iff. 

245 

.  C.  Iff. 

365 

S.  JM. 

532 

.  C  Iff. 

639 

C.  Iff. 

207 

.  L.  Iff. 

6^4 

L.  Iff. 

359 

.  S.  Iff. 

406 

.   C.  M. 

667 

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O  God,  thou  art  my  God  alone  . 

0  God,  thy  grace  impart 

O  God,  thy  name  they  well  may  praise 

O  God,  to  thee,  my  sinking  soul   . 

O  God,  we  praise  thee  and  confess    . 

O  God,  whose  presence  glows  in  all 

O  gracious  God,  in  whom  I  live 

O,  happy  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 

O,  happy  is  the  man,  who  hears 

O,  happy  soul,  that  lives  on  high 

O,  help  us,  Lord,  each  hour  of  need 

O,  here,  if  ever,  God  of  love 

O  Holy  Father,  just  and  true    . 

O  Holy  Lord  our  God 

O,  how  can  they  look  up  to  heaven 

O,  how  I  love  thy  holy  law   . 

O,  in  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth 

O,  it  is  joy  in  one  to  meet    . 

O,  let  niy  trembling  soul  be  still 

O,  let  your  mingling  voices  raise 

O  Lord,  another  week  is  flown 

O  Lord,  encouraged  by  thy  grace 

O  Lord,  my  best  desires  fulfil     . 

O  Lord  of  life,  and  truth,  and  grace 

O  Lord,  our  fathers  oft  have  told 

O  Lord,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart 

O  Lord,  thy  perfect  word    . 

O,  most  delightful  hour  by  man    . 

O,  my  soul,  unceasing  pray 

One  prayer  I  have,  all  prayers  in  one 

One  sweet  flower  has  drooped  and  faded 

On  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand 

On  the  dewy  breath  of  even 

On  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God 

On  the  first  Christian  Sabbath  eve     . 

On,  through  Judea's  palmy  plain 

Open,  Lord,  my  inward  ear        .        . 

Oppression  shall  not  always  reign 

O  sinner,  bring  not  tears  alone 

O  Source  of  uncreated  light 

O,  speed  thee,  Christian,  on  thy  way 

O  Spirit  of  the  living  God    . 

O,  stay  thy  tears,  for  they  are  blest 

O  suffering  Friend  of  human  kind 

O,  sweetly  breathe  the  lyres  above    . 

O,  that  the  Lord's  salvation 

O,  that  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

O,  there  'a  a  better  world  on  high 

O  Thou,  at  whose  dread  name  we  bend 

O  Thou,  before  whose  gracious  throne 

OThou,  enthroned  in  worlds  above 

O  Thou  that  hearest  prayer 

O  Thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

O  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time 

O  Thou,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 

OThou,  who  art  above  all  height 

O  Thou,  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear 

O  Thou,  who  hast  spread  out  the  skies 

O  Thou,  who  on  thy  chosen  Son 

O  Thou,  whose  compassionate  care 

O  Thou,  whose  mercy  guides  my  way 

O  Thou,  whose  mercy  hears 


L.  M. 

421 

6  &  4s.  M. 

362 

C.  ML 

797 

.  C.  Bt 

456 

C.  AI. 

109 

.  L.  M. 

47 

.   C.  Bt 

309 

.  L.  M. 

899 

C.  M. 

438 

.  C.  M. 

474 

.   C.  M. 

381 

.  C.  M. 

629 

L.  M. 

752 

6  &  4s.  M. 

765 

C.  1\I. 

773 

.  C.  M. 

213 

C  M. 

643 

.  C.  M. 

804 

L.  M.  61 

.  189 

C.  P.  M. 

225 

C.  M. 

663 

.  L.  M. 

615 

C.  M. 

449 

.  C.  AI. 

603 

C.  M. 

701 

.  L.  M. 

390 

S.  M. 

203 

.  C.  M. 

600 

7  &  Gs.  M. 

429 

.  C.  M. 

831 

8  &  7s.  M. 

670 

.  C.  M. 

592 

8&7s.  M. 

852 

.  C.  AI. 

845 

C.  M. 

50 

.  C.  AI. 

614 

7&6s.  M. 

880 

.  P.  M. 

756 

C.  M. 

698 

.  L.  M. 

312 

C.  AI. 

477 

.  L.  INT. 

788 

L.  M. 

527 

.  L.  M. 

235 

L.  M. 

830 

7  <fc  6s.  AI. 

786 

C.  AI. 

3S7 

.  C.  AI. 

865 

L.  AI. 

757 

.  L.  AI. 

869 

C.  AI. 

140 

.  H.  AI. 

289 

C.  AI. 

177 

.  L.  M. 

26 

L.  AI. 

310 

.  L.  AI. 

767 

C.  AT. 

833 

.  Ss.  AI. 

801 

.   L.  AT. 

769 

.  8s.  AI. 

457 

C.  AI. 

458 

.  S.  AI. 

372 

TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


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O  Thou,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands 

O  Thou,  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds 

O  Thou,  whose  presence  went  before 

O.  'i  is  a  lovely  thing  to  see 

O.  't  is  a  scene  the  heart  to  move 

O.  't  is  sweet  to  mingle  where 

Our  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 

Ourcountr.-  is  Immauuet's  ground 

Our  days  are  as  the  grass 

Our  Father  in  heaven,  we  hallow  thy 

Our  fathers.  Lord,  to  seek  a  spot 

Our  Father !  we  approach  thy  board 

Our  G<« I    where'er  thy  people  meet 

Our  Heavenly  Father  ca  Is     . 

Our  Heavenly  Father,  hear 

•tr.  God,  we  bless  his  name 
Our  little  lurk,  on  boisterous  aeas 
Our  pihrim  brethren  dwelling  far 
Our  sins,  alis!  how  rtrong  they  be   . 
O,  weep  not  for  the  joys  that  fade 
O.  what  is  life  ?  —  'i  is  like  a  flower 
O,  when  the  hours  of  life  are  past 
O.  whce  shall  rest  lie  found 
O.  while  [  iireathe  to  thee    IHY  I,ord 
O.  worship  the  Kin?,  all  storious  above 
O  ye  who  s^k  Joluvah's  face 

Pari  in  peace  !  is  day  l>efore  us 
P;tstor.  Ihou  art  from  us  taken 
Patience.  0.  Jt  is  a  urace  il; vine    . 
Peace  be  to  this  habitation 
Pe;ice.  troubled  snul,  whose  plaintive  l 
People  of  the  living  God    . 
Pity  the  nations,  Qour  God 
P!aute<l  in  Christ,  the  living  vine 
Praise  for  the  clnrions  light 
Praise  the  Lord    when  blushing  mornii 
Praise  the  Lord  ;  ye  heave. ;s  adore  hill 
Praise  to  Go  I    immortal  praise 
Praise  to  th^-e   thou  great  Creator 
Praise  waits  in  ZtonT  Lord,  for  thee 
Praise  ye  Jehovah's  name     . 
Prayer  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man 
Prayer  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire 
Prayer  may  be  sweet  in  collage  homes 

Quiet,  Lord,  my  froward  heart      . 

Raise  your  triumphant  son?s     . 

Remark,  my  soul   the  narrow  bounds 

Remem^ier  thy  Creator 

Return,  my  rovinsr  heart,  return   . 

Reviving  sleep  !  thy  sheltering  wing 

Rule  on.  ride  on  in  majesty 

Rise,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem 

Rise,  my  soul,  and  sireich  thy  wings 

Safely  ih ron 2h  another  week 
Salvation    0.  the  joyful  sound 
Saviour    who  thy 'flock  art  feeding 
Searcher  of  hearis  !  Iiefore  ihy  face   . 
See  !  another  year  is  gone     . 

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See  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand 
See  the  leaves  around  us  falling    . 
Serene  I  laid  me  down 
Servant  of  God,  well  done 
Shine  on  our  souls,  Eternal  God 
Since  o'er  thy  footstool  here  below 
Sing  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 
Sing,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord 
Sinner,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep 
Sister,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely 
Sleep,  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares 
So  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower 
Soft  are  the  fruitful  showers  that  bring 
Softly  fades  the  twilight  ray 
Softly  now  the  light  of  day 
So  let  our  lips  and  lives  express    . 
Soon  as  I  heard  my  Father  say 
Sow  in  the  morn  thy  seed 
Spirit,  leave  thy  house  of  clay  . 
Spirit  of  peace,  celestial  Dove 
Stern  Winter  throws  his  icy  chains 
Suppliant,  lo  !  thy  children  bend 
Supreme  and  universal  Light    . 
Supreme  in  wisdom,  as  in  power 
Sure,  to  the  mansions  of  the  blest     . 
Sweet  day  !  so  cool,  so  calm,  so  bright 
Sweet  is  the  friendly  voice 
Sweet  is  the  last,  the  parting  ray 
Sweet  is  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve 
Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace 
Sweet  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 
Sweet  is  the  thought,  the  promise  sweet 
Sweet  is  the  time  of  spring 
Sweet  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King 
Sweet  is  the  task,  O  Lord 
Sweet  spices  they  brought  on  their  star-li 
Sweet  thy  mom'ry.  Saviour  blest 
Swell  the  anthem,  raise  the  song 
Swift  as  the  winged  arrow  flies 


Teach  me  the  measure  of  my  days 

Ten  thousand  different  flowers 

Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive 

The  bird  that  soars  on  highest  wing 

The  breaking  waves  dashed  high 

The  broken  lies  of  happier  days 

Tlio  dove  let  loose  in  eastern  skies    . 

Thee  we  adore,  Eternal  Name 

The  festal  morn,  my  God,  is  come    . 

The  God  of  glory  walks  his  round 

The  God  of  harvest  praise 

The  God  of  mercy  will  indulge     . 

The  God  who  reigns  alone 

The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  O  God 

The  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord 

The  hoary  frost,  the  fleecy  snow 

The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come    . 

The  hours  of  evening  close 

The  leaves,  around  me  falling    . 

The  lilies  of  the  field      . 

The  long-lost  son  with  streaming  eyes 

The  Lord  descended  from  above    . 


hted 


.   CM. 

610 

8&7s.  M. 

679 

S.  M. 

835 

.  S.  M. 

547 

C.  M. 

423 

C.  H.  M. 

135 

C.  M. 

260 

.  C.  M. 

480 

.   7s.  M. 

2S4 

8  &  7s.  M. 

493 

C.  M. 

11 

.  L.  M. 

492 

.  C.  P.  M. 

391 

.  7s.  M. 

72 

.   7s.  M. 

854 

.  L.  M. 

466 

C.  M. 

410 

.  S.  M. 

738 

7s.  31. 

573 

.  0.  M. 

306 

C.  M. 

736 

.  7s.  M. 

66-1 

.   L.  M. 

435 

.  C.  M. 

439 

L.  M. 

494 

.  C.  M. 

657 

.   S.  M. 

380 

.  L.  M.  61 

859 

L.  M. 

66 

.  C.  M. 

174 

C.  M. 

398 

.  L.  M.  61 

526 

.   S.  M. 

677 

.  L.  M. 

31 

S.  I\T. 

29 

y   lis.  M. 

673 

.   7s.  M. 

246 

.  7s.  M. 

702 

C.  M. 

884 

C.  M. 

557 

.  S.  M. 

656 

.   7s.  M. 

64 

.  L  M.  61 

S94 

P.  INT. 

893 

.  C.  M. 

90] 

C.  M. 

585 

.  C.  M. 

570 

.  C.  P.  M. 

54 

.  I,  M. 

S14 

6  k  4s.  M. 

705 

.  L.  M. 

543 

6s.  M. 

183 

.  ('.  M. 

853 

L.  M. 

131 

.  C.  M. 

737 

L.  M. 

562 

.  S.  M. 

858 

7  &  6s.  M. 

734 

.  S.  M. 

661 

C.  M. 

371 

.  C.  M. 

124 

TABLE    OF   FIRST   LINES. 


XIX 


The  Lord  is  great ;  ye  hosts  of  heaven,  adore  him  11  <fc  8s.  M.        118 

The  Lord  is  risen  indeed S.  M.  70 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reisrns,  And  royal  state,  <fcc.  .  S.  P.  M.  152 
The  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  ;  His  throne,  &c.  .  .  H.  M.  134 
The  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare  .        .        .        .        L.  M.  61.  185 

The  Lord  my  shepherd  is S.  M.         184 

The  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might  .        .        CM. 

The  mellow  eve  is  gliding  .        .        .        .     7  &  6s.  M. 

The  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets  .  .  L.  M. 
The  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise  -  .  .CM. 
The  perfect  world  by  Adam  trod  .  .  .  .  L.  M. 
The  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined  .  .  .  .CM. 
There  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep  .        .         8  &  4s.  M. 

There  is  a  glorious  world  of  light  .  .  .  .CM. 
There  is  a  glorious  world  on  high  .  .  .  .  L.  M. 
There  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks  .        .        .        .     L.  M. 

There  is  a  hope,  a  blessed  hope  .        .        .        .        CM. 

There  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands  .        .        .CM. 

There  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen  .        .        .        L.  M. 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight  .  .  .  .  .CM. 
There  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace  .        .        .        CM. 

There  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest  .        .        .    8  &  6s.  M. 

There  is  a  place  of  sacred  rest  .        .        .  CM. 

There  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow     .        .        .        .    L.  M. 

There  is  a  region  lovelier  far L.  M. 

There  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale  .  .  .  .  L.  M. 
There  's  not  a  hope  with  comfort  fraught  .  .  L.  M. 
The  rolling  year,  Almighty  Lord  .        .        .        .CM. 

The  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray         .        .        .        CM. 

The  Saviour  now  is  gone  before CM. 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high  .  .  .  .  L.  M. 
The  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word       .        .        .        .CM. 

The  Spirit,  in  our  hearts S.  M. 

The  swift  declining  day S.  M. 

The  thunder  bursts  !  its  rolling  might       .        .        .        CM. 

The  vineyard  of  the  Lord S.  M.        808 

The  wandering  star,  the  fleeting  wind       .        .        .        L.  M.        379 

The  winter  is  over  and  gone 8s.  M.        742 

They  who  on  the  Lord  rely 7s.  M.        414 

Thine  influence,  mighty  God,  is  felt  .  .  .  .CM.  313 
This  child  we  dedicate  to  thee  .        .        .        .        L.  M.        617 

This  day  let  grateful  praise  ascend       .        .        .        .     L.  M.  43 

This  place  is  holy  ground S.  H.  M.        517 

Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave,  &c.  .        .  12  &  lis.  M.        520 

Thou  art,  O  God,  the  life  and  light  .  .  .  .  L.  M.  61.  139 
Thou  art  the  Way  ;  and  he  who  sighs  .  .    L.  M.        444 

Thou  art  the  Way  ;  to  thee  alone  .  .  .  .  CM.  252 
Though  faint  and  sick,  and  worn  away  .  .  .CM.  866 
Though  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale  .        .        L.  M.  71 

Thou?h  sorrows  rise  and  dangers  roll  .        .        .     L.  M.  61.  459 

Thou  Fount  of  Messing,  God  of  love  C  M.        407 

Thou  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height  .  .  .  L.  M.  61.  417 
Thou  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose   ....        L.  M.  61.  433 

Thou  Lord  of  all  above S.  M.        375 

Thou  sweet-gliding  Kedron,  by  thy  silver  stream  .  lis.  M.  877 
Thou,  who  didst  stoop  below  ...  6  &  10s.  M.  446 
Thou  who  dwell'st  enthroned  above  .  .  .  7s.  M.  117 
Thrice  happy  souls,  who,  born  from  heaven  .  .  C  M.  418 
Through  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life  .  .  .  CM.  129 
Through  endless  years  thou  art  the  same  .  .  .CM.  155 
Through  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path  .  .  CM.  563 
Through  thee,  O  Lord,  we  own S.  M.        384 


159 
856 
497 

30 
760 
228 
576 
665 
326 
141 
342 
599 
539 
590 
537 
540 
534 
196 
535 
112 
443 
728 

87 
293 
182 
197 


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TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


Through  the  day  thy  love  has  spared  us   . 

Through  the  night-air  stealing 

Thus  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on 

Titus  with  the  first,  the  great  command 

Thus  s|>ake  the  Saviour  when  lie  sent 

Thy  goodness.  Lord,  our  souls  confess 

Thy  law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light 

Thy  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord 

Thy  name,  Almighty  Lord 

Thy  presence,  everlasting  God 

Thy  way.  0  God  !  is  in  the  sea 

Time  is  winging,  us  away 

'T  is  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come     . 

T  is  hy  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand 

'T  is  finished!  — so  the  Saviour  cried 

»T  is  God.  the  Spirit,  leads    . 

'T  is  summer,  glorious  .summer 

To  Him  from  whom  our  blessing!  flow 

Toiling  through  the  livelong  night 

To  keep  the  lamp  alive 

To  praise  the  bounteous  Lord  of  all 

To  prayer,  to  prayer!  for  the  morning  breaks 

To  ihee  be  praise  fur  ever 

To  thee,  great  Source  of  lisdit 

To  thee  mv  heart.  Klernal  King 

To  thee.  0  Lord,  with  humble  fear 

To  thee  OGod!  we  homage  pay 

To  Ihee  our  wants  are  known 

To  thy  temple  we  repair 

Truly  the  Imhi  o(  mom  is  sweet    . 

'T  was  in  the  watches  nf  the  night 

'T  was  on  that  dark,  that  mournful  night 

United  prayers  ascend  to  thee 
Unite,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite 
Unveil  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb 
Upon  the  gospel's  sacred  page 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame   . 

Watchman  !  1  ell  us  of  the  night  . 
Weak  and  irresolute  is  man 
We  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 
We  bless  ihee  for  this  sacred  day 
We  come,  with  joy  ami  gladness 
Weep  not  for  the  saint  that  ascends 
We  have  met  in  peace  together     . 
Welcome,  sweet  day  of  rest 
We  meditate  t  he  day 
Whatever  dime  the  sourer,  of  truth 
What  if  i he  Utile  rain  should  say 
What  is  I  he  chaff,  the  word  of  man 
What  is  this  that  stirs  within 
What  must  it  be  to  dwell  above 
What  secret  band,  at  morning  light 
What  sinners  value  I  resign 

What  though  l he  arm  of  conquering  death 
What  works  of  wisdom    power,  and  love 
When  all  thy  mercies    ()  mv  Givl 
When  anguish  bows  me  down,  I  turn 
When,  as  returns  ibis  solemn  day 
When  before  thy  throne  we  kneel     . 


8  &  7s.  M. 

860 

6  &  5a.  M. 

578 

L.  M. 

864 

.    L  M. 

346 

L.  M. 

276 

.    c.  M. 

168 

C.  AT. 

205 

.     C.  M. 

613 

S  AT. 

61 

.     L.  M. 

813 

C.  M. 

166 

7  &  (is.  M. 

559 

L.  M. 

324 

.    C.  M. 

711 

L.  M 

236 

.     S.  AT. 

179 

7&6s.  AT. 

67S 

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873 

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425 

C.  M. 

735 

.    P.  M. 

846 

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71 

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130 

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202 

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193 

L.  AL 

2(39 

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95 

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6.5-1 

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416 

.    L.  .AI. 

641 

L.  M. 

619 

.     C.  AT. 

423 

L.  AT. 

604 

.     L.  AT. 

199 

P.  M. 

572 

.    7s.  AT. 

220 

C.  AT. 

569 

.    L.  M. 

761 

L.  AL 

55 

7  fc  6s.  AL 

674 

8  &  Us.  j\L 

779 

8&  7s.  AT. 

662 

S.  AT. 

17 

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256 

C.  AL 

869 

.     C  AL 

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C.  M. 

209 

.    7s.  M. 

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.  584 

.     C.  AL 

843 

L.  AL 

687 

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544 

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243 

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451 

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TABLE    OF   FIRST    LINES 


When,  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life    . 
When  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away 
When  brightersuns  and  milder  skies 
When  called.  O  Lord,  to  mourn  the  doom 
When  children  give  their  hearts  to  God 
When  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind 
When  driven  by  oppression's  rod 
Whene'er  the  clouds  of  sorrow  roll 
When  floating  on  life's  troubled  sea 
When  forced  to  part  from  those  we  love  , 
When  gloomy  thoughts  and  fears 
When  God  revealed  his  gracious  name 
When  grief  and  anguish  press  me  down 
When  human  hopes  and  joys  depart 
When  I  can  read  my  title  clear     . 
When  I  can  trust  my  ail  with  God    . 
When  in  silence  o'er  the  deep 
When  in  the  vale  of  lengthened  years 
When  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved 
When  Israel  through  the  desert  passed 
When  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er 
When,  Lord,  to  this  our  western  land 
When,  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain 
When  morning's  first  and  hallowed  ray 
When  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past 
When  on  her  .Maker's  bosom 
When,  overwhelmed  with  grief    . 
When  power  divine,  in  mortal  form 
When  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit 
When  reft  of  all,  and  hopeless  care   . 
When  restless  on  my  bed  I  lie 
When,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death  . 
When  shall  we  meet  again 
When  sickness  shakes  the  languid  frame 
When  spirits  from  their  cumbering  clay 
When,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies 
When  the  vale  of  death  appears 
When  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose 
When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale 
When  wakened  by  thy  voice  of  power 
When  we  pass  through  yonder  river    . 
Wherefore  should  man.  frail  child  of  clay 
Where  shall  the  child  of  sorrow  find     . 
While  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night 
While  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around 
While  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power 
While  this  day  its  light  is  shedding 
While,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 
While  you  with  mournful  thoughts  deplore 
Who  are  these  in  bright  array 
Whom  have  we,  Lord,  in  heaven  but  thee 
Who,  O  Lord,  when  life  is  o'er 
Why  do  we  mourn  departing  friends     . 
Why  do  we  waste  in  trifline  cares 
Why  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die   . 
Why  weep  for  those,  frail  child  of  woe 
With  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue 
Within  thy  house.  O  Lord,  our  God 
With  one  consent,  let  all  the  earth 
With  reverence  let  the  saints  appear 
With  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud 
Would  you  behold  the  works  of  God    . 


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579 
496 
731 
549 
649 
465 
754 
443 
343 
810 
495 
341 
409 
331 
335 
453 
224 
489 
427 
203 
503 
786 
227 
850 
3-36 
832 
413 
447 


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M. 

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367 
811 
457 
907 


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577 

35 
732 
123 
586 
470 
775 
213 
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9 
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543 
597 
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96 
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TABLE    OF    FIRST    LINES. 


Ye  boundless  realms  of  joy 

"i  e  Christian  heralds,  go  proclaim 

Ye  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace 

Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven    farewell 

Ye  humble  souls  thai  seek  the  Lord 

Ye  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

Ye  saints  and  servants  of  the  Lord 

Ye  servants  of  the  Lord     . 

Yes.  to  the  last  command 

Ye  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  feara 

Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

Your  harps,  ye  trembling  saints 

Zeal  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame 


.    H.  M. 

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L.  M. 

.    C  M. 

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CL  M. 

.    C.  M. 

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L.  M. 

L.  P.  M. 

S.  M. 

.    S.  M. 

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C.  M. 

.    H.  M. 

S.  M. 

e    . 

.    CM. 

no 

790 
628 
631 

250 

J6 

90 
77 
647 
441 
137 
464 


PARTICULAR  INDEX  OF  SUBJECTS. 


Adoration,  praise,  and  thanks- 
giving, 1-57,  1C6,  114. 

Afflictions,  434,451,455-459, 
511,771. 

Aid,  divine,  implored,!).  G2, 73, 
239-318,381,386,403, 
431,442,  687,700,761, 
780. 

Ambition,  Christian.  903. 

Angels,  song  of,  98,  217,  226. 

Armor,  Christian,  477. 

Ascription,  59,  102. 

Aspiration,  49,  79,  293,  383, 
387,  417,  419,  571,  537, 
637. 

Autumn,  679,  734. 

Baptism.  616,  613-620. 
Beatitudes,  34.  104.  491,  509. 
Benediction, 60. 62-64. 68,  69, 

82.  83.  95,  100,  204. 
Birth- day,  334. 

Charitv.  or  love,  344-364,327, 

823. 
Charitable  occasions.  770 -775. 
Children.  492-495.  552,  610-1 
614,  652-655,665,  667, 
670-672.632-685. 
Christ,  his  birth,  93,217-227, 
256,891. 
praise  for  his  coming,  86, 
131,240,245,259,260.   i 
baptism  of,  230. 
mission  of,  231,  256,  275, 

237. 
miracles  of,  243. 
the  wav,  the  truth, and  the 
life, "252,  272,  444,  480. 
character  of,  255. 
teachings  of,  273, 280, 374. 


Christ,  example  of,  253,  264, 

265,  270,271. 

love  of,  257  ;  to  enemies, 

360. 
the  Sun  of  Righteousness, 

251,268,269. 
his  sufferings,  cross,  and 

death,    234-237,   248, 

266,  279,  832,  838. 
his  victory,  233. 

his  institution  of  the  Sup- 
per, 641,  644,  646. 
his  resignation,  267. 
his  resurrection,  13, 17,70, 

237-239,241. 
love  and  remembrance  of, 
443,636,  637,  641,643, 
897. 
faith  in,  322,  446. 
his   reign    in    the   world, 

242,253,262. 
jov  and  peace  in,  245,  246, 
254,  263,  445. 
Christian   affections  and  life, 

394.  -  491. 
Church,  Christian,  606-609, 
899. 
future  glory  of,  906. 
Close  of  worship,  58 -105, 908. 
Comfort,  487. 

Communion, 261,  349.  635,638 
-640,612,645,647,854. 
Confession,  369. 
Confidence,  85,  410,  851. 
Conscience,  388. 
Consistency,  466. 
Consolation.  71,  93,  492-554, 

833,  905. 
Contentment.  454,  675. 
Contrition.  372. 
Courage,  475-477. 


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PARTICULAR    INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Creation,  187,  535. 
Cross  of  Christ,  234  -238, 248, 
266,  279. 

Dayspring,  220,  385. 

Death,  97,  328,  367,  487,  517, 

550,  574,  578. 
peace   and    rest   of,  576, 

581,  586. 
support  in,  577,  579. 
of  children,  492-497,  659, 

665,  670-672. 
Dedication  and  ordination,  758 

-769. 
Deliverance,  376. 
Departed   friends,    520,    525, 

533,  889,  890,  907. 
Dependence,  425. 
Devotion,  9,  44,  46,  81,  292, 

398,  399,  406,  815,  857. 
Dying  Christian,  97,  328,  500, 

503,516,  519,521,523, 

528,529,  531,  532,541, 

550,  562,  572,  573,  580, 

889,  902. 

Early   instruction   and  piety, 

648-692. 
Easter,  244. 
Encouragement,  439, 441, 464, 

475-477,480,481,484, 

865. 
Enjoyment  of  religion,  34,  39, 

101,  104,850. 
Equality  of  men,  878. 
Evening,  40,  50,  685,  686,  822, 

825,  834-864. 
Example,  youthful,  689. 
Experience,  341,  879. 

Faith,  85,  319-332,  344,  350. 
Fast  and  thanksgiving,  693- 

713. 
Father,  God  our,  191,  194. 
Fear,  411,447,448. 

of  death,  447,  507,  575. 
Fellowship,    Christian,     349, 

621-623,  629. 
Fidelity  and  watchfulness,  77, 

87,  484,  808,  814. 
Forefathers,  the,  745-755. 
Forgiveness,    105.    360,   378, 

696,  700. 


Frailty  of  man,  89,  286,  555- 
560,  563-565,  567,  568, 
660,661,679,724,  901. 

Freedom,  749,  752,  756. 

Friendship, Christian, 353, 356. 

Funeral  occasions,  492-554. 

Gethsemane,  234,  235,  270. 
God,  existence  of,  154,  182. 
eternity  of,  161. 
unity  of,  183. 
Almighty,  159. 
greatness  of,  118, 124, 134. 
glory   of,    108,    131,   135, 
^  139,  152,  193. 
Sovereign  and  Source  of 

all,  19,518,848. 
dominion  of,  115,  136. 
unchangeable,  155. 
incomprehensible,       151, 

166. 
omnipresent,  156, 157,163. 
wisdom  and  knowledge  of, 

158,  162. 
goodness  of,  125, 149, 168, 

173,  412,  842,  875. 
mercy  of,  75,  89,  146,  169, 

177,  187,  247,  380. 
love  of,  2,  128,  167,  170, 

171,202,  315,  417,465, 

847. 
a  Father,  191,   194,  373, 

430. 
Creator,  153,  187,  190. 
his  works  of  old,  192. 
providence   of,   160,  162, 

164,  169,  172,  176,  178, 

180,  181,  189,  717,  728, 

843. 
his    spirit   invoked,    179, 

188,289-318. 
faith  in,  325,409,412,426, 

488. 
hope  in,  333,  337,  413. 
love  to,  346,  361,417,  419. 
communion    with,    416  - 

433. 
our  Guardian  and  Guide, 

181-186. 
Gospel,  blessings  of,  84,  202, 

274,  278,  287,  288,  816. 
invitations  of,  275,  279  - 

281,283,284,286,484. 


PARTICULAR   INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


XXV 


Gospel,  consolations  of,  551. 
manifested  in  the  life,  466. 
spread  of,  277,  781-784, 
789. 
Grace,  285,  311,  374,  389,401, 

407,  710. 
Gratitude,  145,  150,  340,  473, 
809,  837,  839,  841. 

Happiness,  876. 
Harvest,  thanks  for,  703,  705, 
713,  735. 
joy  in,  704. 
Heaven,  the  heir  of,  96,  889. 
anticipated,  335,  540. 
peace  of.  514,  537,  539. 
joys  of,  534, 536, 582,  584, 
585,588-592,594,  595, 
597.599-602,604,605, 
900' 
Holiness.  104,  111,  304,  383, 

387,  405,  869. 
Home,  802,  826. 
Hope,  333-344,  350. 
House  of  God,  8,  15,  18,  23, 
24,48,51,54,  133. 
dedicated,  758-763. 
Humiliation,  693,694,698, 700. 
Humility,  469,  470,  894. 

Improvement  of  time,  484. 
Inconstancy,  379. 
Independence,  anniversary  of, 

674,749-751. 
Infant  baptism,  610  -  617,  619. 
Installation,  766,  769. 
Invitations  of  the  gospel,  273  - 

288. 
to  prayer,  515. 
to  the  service  of  God,  8, 

39. 
Invocation,  1,  21,  33,  73,  838. 

Jews,  conversion  of,  785. 

John  the  Baptist,  873. 

Joy,  392.  423,  430,  433,  804, 

816,  850. 
Judgment,  578. 

Kedron,  877. 

Law,  the,  205. 

Life,  Christian,  474,  478,  567, 
583. 

c 


Light  and    guidance   sought, 

301,510,  312,  317,382, 

402. 
Lord's  Prayer,  42,  140,  681. 

Supper,  624-647. 
Love,  2,  47,  128, 170, 171,  202, 

249,443,445,465,  688, 

827,  828. 

Marriage.  882,  883. 

Martyrs,  872. 

Meekness,  472. 

Mercv,  75,  105,  116,  146,187, 

247,  375,  380,  386,  395, 

441. 
Midnight,  863. 

Minister,  ordination  or  instal- 
lation of,  764-769. 
sickness  of,  868. 
death  of,  544  -  547,  553, 

779.     ' 
Missions,  776-791. 
Morning,  684,  834-864,  890. 
Mortality,  89,  286,  556,  566, 

569,570,660,661,  724, 

901. 
Moses,  240,  261. 
Mourning     and    consolation, 

492-554,  905. 

National  occasions,  695,  697, 
701,702,709,711,743- 
757. 

Nature,  112, 119,121,125,139, 
141,  147,  149,  173,  182, 
190,  593,  598,  675,  853, 
870. 

Obedience,  373. 

Old  age,  488-490,  879. 

Ordinances  of  the  gospel,  603 

-647. 
Ordination,  764-769. 

Pardon,  105,360,385,391,392, 

676. 
Parents,  death  of,  543,  548 

775. 
Parting,  88,  103,  829. 
Pastor,  ordained  or  installed, 
764-769. 
sickness  of,  868. 
death  of,  544-547,553. 


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PARTICULAR    INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


Patience,  467. 

Peace,  103,820,821,892. 

Penitence,  99,  380,  385,  696. 

Perfections  and  providence  of 
God,  151  -  194. 

Perseverance,  436. 

Piety,  9,  408,  483. 

earlv,  648-650,  652-655. 

Pilgrims",  the,  746,  748,  753- 
755,  893. 

Praise,  3,  5,  16,  37,  58,  67,  69, 
76.  90-92.  107,  109- 
113,116.  117.  119,  121- 
-123,126,  129,130,132, 
133,  137,  138,  142-144, 
147,  169,  198,  245,  815, 
895. 

Prayer,  7.  41,42,  52,  87,  140, 
204,  393  -  408,  436,  468, 
794,  817,  816. 
of  a  child,  655,  658.  682. 
meetings,  805,  817-819, 
822. 

Probation,  596,  879. 

Prodigal's  return,  371. 

Providence,  manife.xted  in  the 
creation,  176,  717,  728. 
inscrutable,  160,  189. 
protection  of,  120,  429 
careth  for  men,  172,  178, 

184,  185,  439. 
improved    and    acknowl- 
edged by  man,  180,  181. 

Prudence,  471. 

Purity,  104,405,  869. 

Race,  Christian,  481,  482. 
Rain,  741. 
Reason,  435. 

Recovery  from  sickness.  486. 
Redemption.  187,249,260. 
Reformation,  Protestant,  871. 
Refuse,  432.  439. 
Regeneration,  371,  378,  384. 
Religion.  278.  282,  485. 
earlv,  650. 
quiet,  880. 
Renewal    of  heart,  378,   389, 

405. 
Repentance   and  reformation, 

365-393.  696,697. 
Resignation,    450.    452-454, 

460-463,549,831. 


Resurrection,  13,70,237-239 
241 ,  535.  542,  673. 

Reunion  and  recognition,  343, 
523,526,  533,810,  811, 

829,  889. 

Sabbath,  4,10-12,17,20,31, 
34-36,  43,  54,  55,  57, 
66,  72. 
evening,  66.  72.  685. 
morning,  20,  34,  35,  57, 

683,  8  10 
schools,  662  -  664,  666  - 
668,  690,  691. 
Safety.  440. 
Salvation,  65,  74. 
Sanctification,  294. 
Saturday  evening,  858.  859. 
Schools,  Common,  754,  757. 
Scriptures,  200.  201,  203,  208. 
Sea,  127.792-802. 
Seamen's  hvmns,  792-802. 
Seasons,  the,  706,  728-742. 
Secret  devotion,  398,  399. 

faults,  377. 
Seeking  refuge    and   strength, 
6,49.  94,  181,382,  411, 
417,  435. 
Self-consecration.  8 1 ,  390, 406, 

830,  898. 

Self  examination,  370. 
Self-denial,  475. 
Sickness,  486, 487,  865,  369. 
Sin,  sense  of,  366.  368. 

confessed,  369,  371,  372, 
389. 

secret,  377. 

pardoned.  388. 
Sinners,    invitations    to,   279, 

280,  283,  284. 
Sleep,  blessing  of,  862. 
Social   and  domestic  worship, 

803  -  833. 
Soul,  179.  316.  318,  431.657. 
Sovereignty  of  Cod.  518. 
Spiritual  influences  28!) -318. 
Spring,  677,731, 732,788,748. 

Steadfastness,  904. 

Submission,  449, 462, 469, 524, 

519. 
Summer.  673,733. 
Supplication,  49,  56,  301,302. 

40G. 


PARTICULAR    INDEX    OF    SUBJECTS. 


XXVI] 


Teacher, blessings  invoked  on, 

791. 
death  of,  669. 
Teaching,  273,  295,  297. 
Temperance,  835-887. 
Temptation,  38. 
Thanksgiving?,  148,692,702- 

712,  795,  835. 
Thunder  shower,  680,  874. 
Time,  285,  286.  561,  565,  714- 

726,  855. 
Trials,  93,  309,  314,  336,  401, 

453,  510,  867. 
Trust,  85.  409,  410,  412,  434, 

524,  675,  1)76,  849,  851. 
Truth,  47,  61,  199,  252. 

Union,  348,  351,  352,  355,  827. 

Vanity  of  the  world,  568. 

War,  699. 

Warfare.  Christian.  479. 

Watchful ness,  77,  87,  436, 437, 
468,484.  814.  8W. 

Western  missions  and  church- 
es, 786,  787. 

Widow's  praver,  866. 

Wmter,  736/737. 


Wisdom,  314,  404,435,438. 
Word  of  God,  praise  for,  193, 

216. 
glorv  and  wisdom  of,  131, 

197,200,201,203,  205, 

211,212. 
the  effects  of,  78,  80,  204, 

207,  209. 
value  of  to  the  voting,  651. 
study  of,  206.  215. 
delisht  in,  101,  195,  196, 

206,  213. 
consolations  and  jruidince 

of,  202.  208,  210,  214. 
progress   and   spread    of, 

131,  199. 
Works  of  God,  125,  179,  190, 

192,656. 
Worship,  silent.  831. 

social  and  domestic,  803 - 

833. 
public,  12,  14,22,25-30, 

32,  45,  53. 

Year,  opening  and  closing  of, 

714-727. 
Youth,  death  of,  496-498. 

Zeal,  896. 


TABLE  OF  METRES. 


L.  M.    Long  Metre See  Hymns,  3,  7,  22,  &c. 

L.  M.  61.    Long  Metre,  six  Lines    ...  "  .  6,  98,  139,  <fcc. 

L.  P.  M.    Long  Particular  Metre    .    .    .  "  .  90,  113,  195,  &c. 

C.  M.    Common  Metre "  .  44,  50,  69,  «fcc. 

C.  M.  61.    Common  Metre,  six  Lines  .    .  "  .  127. 

C.  P.  M.     Common  Particular  Metro  .    .  "  .  54,  121,  123,  &c. 

S.  M.    Short  Metre "  .  5,  42,  144,  &c. 

S.  P.  M.    Short  Particular  Metre    ...  "  .18,  152,  356. 

H.  M.     Hallelujah  Metre "  .13.  48,  137,  &c. 

C.  H.  M.    Common  Hallelujah  Metre  .    .  "  .  135,  234,  453,  Ac. 

S.  H.  M.     Short  Hallelujah  Metre   ...  "  .  322,  517,  525. 

7s.  M.    Sevens  Metre "  .  27,  46,  53,  &c. 

7s.  M.  61.     Sevens  Metre,  six  Lines     .    .  "  .  15,  251,  270,  &c. 

7  &  6s.  M.    Seven  and  Sixes  Metre    .    .  "  .  74,  397,  734,  dec. 

7  &  6s.  M.     (Peculiar) "  .  79.  429,  880,  &c 

7  &  4s.  M.     Seven  and  Fours  Metre    .    .  "  .  577. 

7  &  5s.  M.    Seven  and  Fives  Metre    .     .  "  .  97. 

7,  6,  &  8s.  M.  Seven,  Six.  and  Eights  Metre  "  .  514. 

7  &  8s.  M.    Seven  and  Eights  Metre  .    .  "  .522. 

8  &  7s.  M.     Eight  and  Sevens  Metre   .     .  "  .2,  49,  132,  &c. 

8,  7,<fc4s.M.  Eight,  Seven,  and  Fours  Metre  "  .  60,  411,  888. 
8  &  4s.  M.     Eight  and  Fours  Metre      .     .  "  .  568,  576. 

8  &  6s.  M.    Eight  and  Sixes  Metre     .    .  "  .  540,  766. 

8  &  6s.  M.     (Peculiar) "  .  461. 

8, 6,  &4s.  M.  Eight,  Six,  and  Fours  Metre  "  .  290,  442. 

8  &  9s.  M.    Eight  and  Nines  Metre    .    .  "  .  779. 

8s  M.     Eights  Metre "  .  456,  742,  801. 

8  &  7s.  M.     (Peculiar) "  .  810,  860. 

6s.  M.    Sixes  Metre "  .  183,  6S7. 

6&4s.  M.    Six  and  Fours  Metre    ...  "  .  1.  133,  332,  &c. 

6  &  4s.  M.     (Peculiar) "  .  403. 

6  &  5s.  M.     Six  and  Fives  Metre    .    .     .  "  .  678. 
6  &  5s.  or  lis.  M.  Six  and  Fives,  or  Elevens 

Metre "  .  681. 

6  &  10s.  M.    Six  and  Tens  Metre    ...  "  .  446,  892. 

6&12a.  M.    Five  and  Twelves  Metre     .  "  .  718. 

10s.  M.    Tens  Metre "  .  302,  545,  723,  Ax. 

lO&lls.  M.    Ten  and  Elevens  Metre     .  "  .  108,  148,  198,  &c. 

lis.  M.     Elevens  Metre "  .  571,  607,  673,  &c. 

ll&8s.  M.     Eleven  and  Eights  Metre    .  "  .  118,703. 

11  &  10s.  M.     Eleven  and  Tens  Metre     .  "  .  515,  891. 

12  &  lie.  M.    Twelve  and  Elevens  Metre  "  .  520. 

P.M.    Particular  Metre "  .  244,  672,  846,  &c 


INDEX  OF  AUTHORS  AND  SOURCES. 


Adams,  John  Q.,  494,  561. 

Adams,  Sarah  F.,  93,  103. 

Addison,  Joseph,  182, 185,  367, 
473,  793. 

Aikin,  Rev.  Dr.  John,  699. 

Ancient  Hymns,  111,246,804, 
806,  822,  823. 

Anonymous,  1,  57,  64,  74,  97, 
102,  125,  135, 154,  158,  288, 
343,  383,  398,  400,  409,  444, 
456,  461,  477,  489,  495,  502, 
528,  539,  549,  552,  568,  578, 
607,  611,  614,  625,  644,  645, 
656,658,659,661,662,  669, 
673,  676,  677,  682,  683,  685, 
690,  700,  720,  731,  733,  735, 
747,  748,  775,  798,  799,  817, 
828,  832,  850,  866,  879,  884, 
885,  888,  908. 

Aveling,  448. 

Balfour,  Alexander,  778. 
Bancroft,  J.  H.,  501. 
Baptist  Memorial,  505. 
Barbauld,  Mrs.  Anna  L.,  11,14, 

20,  257,  280,  353,  392,  479, 

509,  512,  583,  740. 
Barton,  J.,  559. 
Bath  Collection,  320,  457. 
Bathurst,  295,  529. 
Beddome,  Rev.  Benjamin,  203, 

208,  274,  297,  352,  375,  379, 

394,441,609,725. 
Belknap's  Collection,  373. 
Bickersteth,  82. 
Birmingham  Collection,  628. 
Blacklock,  Rev.  Dr.  Thomas, 

115. 
Boden's  Collection,  771. 
Boston  Sunday  School  Hymn 

Book,  672,  674. 
Bowring,  Dr.  John,  30,  37,  40, 

53,  123,  167,  189,  199,  220, 

248,  273,  424,  638, 848,  853, 

862. 


Breviary,  298,  698. 

British  Magazine,  734. 

Brown,  J.  N.,  516. 

Brown,  Mrs.,  396. 

Browne,  Rev.  Simon,  175, 296, 

358,  359,  575,  773. 
Bryant,  William  C,  510,  759, 

791. 
Bulfinch,  Rev.  Stephen  G.,  12, 

235,  308,  316,  332,  384,  484, 

873. 
Burder,  G.,  60,  171. 
Burder's  Collection,  291. 
Burleigh,  W.  H.,  861. 
Butcher,  Rev.  Edmund,  239, 

243. 

Campbell's  Collection,  85,87, 

289,  439,  704. 
Cappe's  Selection,  73. 
Carmina  Sacra,  840. 
Carter,  Mrs.  Elizabeth,  874. 
Cawood,  217. 
Cennick,  339. 

Christian  Psalmist  (Montgom- 
ery's), 38,  78,  179,  344,  584, 

588,  703,  844. 
Christian  Watchman,  322. 
Church  Psalmody,  118.  532. 
Collyer,  Rev.  Dr.  William  B., 

105,  238,  530,  579,  619. 
Companion  Hymn  Book,  307. 
Conder,  Josiah,  91,  127,  453, 

858. 
Cotterill,  Rev.  T.,  13. 
Cotton,  Dr.    Nathaniel,  454, 

511. 
Cowper,  William,  63, 160, 197, 

419,  425,  449, 465,  569,  600, 

824,  906. 
Crosse,  707. 
Cudworth,  241. 
Cunningham,  Rev.  J.  W.,  890. 
Curtis's  Collection,  855. 


XXX 


INDEX    OF    AUTHORS   AND    SOURCES. 


Cutter,  William.  689. 
Cutting,  S.  S.,  825. 

Dale,  T.,  500,  646. 

Doane,  Bishop,  522,  660. 

Doddridge,  Rev.  Dr.  Philip,  36, 
77,  146,  150,  172,  180,  188, 
210,  231,250,254,  266,267, 
269,  277,  282,  286,  300,  303, 
325,  340,  354-,  370,  377,  399, 
418,423,  428,480,482,486, 
531,  544,610,620,634,642, 
706,  715,  719,'  721,  722,  726, 
727,  813,  899.  903. 

Drennan,  Dr.  William,  355. 

Dryden,  John,  312. 

Drummond,  Rev.  Dr.  William 
H.,  183,  329.  337,  697. 

Dublin  Coll.,  132,643. 

Duncan,  242. 

Dyer,  George,  147,  693. 

Dwight,  Rev.  Dr.Timothy.  835. 

Dwight.  H.  CO.,  892,  2d,  3d, 
and  4th  stanzas. 

Edinburgh   Literary   Review, 

397. 
Edmeston,  James,  35,  66,  458, 

851. 
Enfield,  Rev.  Dr.  William,271, 

470. 
Enfield's  Sel.,  729. 
English  Baptist  Coll.,  630. 
Episcopal  Coll..  201,  252,  283, 

284,  410,  648;  708,  786,  788, 

834,  854. 
Exeter  Coll.,  178,202,408, 635. 

Fawcett,  Rev.  Benjamin,  67. 

Fawcett,  Rev.  Dr.  John,  166, 
216,  543.  623. 

Fletcher,  Thomas,  230. 

Flint,  Rev.  Dr.  James, 715, 852. 

Flint's  Coll.,  193. 

Follen,  Mrs.  Eliza  L.,  4,  149, 
452. 

Francis,  B..  761. 

Freeman.  Rev.  Dr.  James, 739. 

Frisbie.  Prof.  Levi,  140. 

Frothingham,  Rev.  Dr.  Na- 
thaniel, 47,  256.  608. 

Furness,  Rev.  William  IL,  272, 
318,  627,  632,  687. 


Gardner,  Rev.  Dr.  J.  S.  J.,  892, 
first  stanza  altered  from  Mil- 

Gaskell,  Rev.  William,  551. 
German,  from  the,  692. 
Gibbons,  Dr.  Thomas,  168. 
Gilbert,  Mrs.  577. 
Gilman,  Rev.  Dr.  Samuel,  639, 

647. 
Gilman,  Mrs.  Caroline, 55, 194. 
Gisborne.  478. 

Gould,  Miss  Hannah  F.,  801. 
Graham.  S.,  802. 
Grant,  108. 

Gray,  Dr.  Thomas,  Jr.,  664. 
Greenwood,  Rev.  Dr.  Francis 

W.  P.,  633. 
Gurney,  John  J.,  881. 

Hale,  Miss  Mary  W.,  43,  224, 

869.  887. 
Hale,  Mrs.  Sarah  J.,  681. 
Hammond,  240. 
Hart.  Rev.  Oliver,  294. 
Hastings,  Thomas,  301,  857. 
Hawes,  279,  742. 
Hawkesvvorth,  Dr.  John,  841. 
Hawley,  H.  H.,  312. 
Heath,  468. 
Heber,  Bishop,  6,83,207,459, 

520,  566.  598,  650,  675,  776, 

814,867,882,891. 
Heszinbotham,  Rev.  Ottiwell, 

143,430,487,710,717. 
Hemans,  Mrs.  Felicia  D.,234, 

403.412,671,797,893. 
Herbert,  Bev.  George,  657. 
Hill,  R.,  580. 
Home,  Bishop,  679. 

Jervis,  Rev.  Thomas,  44,  380. 
Johnson,  Dr.  Samuel,  302. 

Kelly,  Thomas,  70,  100,  586, 

621 ,  860. 
Kenn,  Bishop,  838,  849,  863. 
Kippis,  Rev.  Dr.  Andrew,  151, 

711,845. 
Knowles,  905. 

Langford,  219. 

Li  vermore,Mis8  Sarah  W.,223, 

787. 


INDEX    OF    AUTHORS    AND    SOURCES. 


XXXI 


Lognn,Rev.  John,  433,535, 562. 
Luther,  Martin,  872. 
Lutheran  Coll.,  364,  548. 
Lunt,  Rev.  William  P.,  754. 
Lyte,  785. 

Mackay,  Mrs.,  263. 
Madan's  Coll.,  795. 
Marie  de  Fleury,  877. 
Martineau,  Miss  Harriet,  253, 

878. 
Martineau's  Coll.  446. 
Mason,  104. 
Medley,  Rev.  S.,  255. 
Mellen,  Crenville,  746. 
Merrick,  Rev.  James,  54,  389, 

450. 
Methodist  Coll.,  826,  830. 
Middleton,  Bishop,  363. 
Milman,Rev.  H.  H.,  233,  331, 

386,  554. 
Milton,  John,  176.  815.  892. 
Montgomery,  James, 21, 41 .42, 

50.80,92,116.  122,  165,  173, 

205,260,270,  281,  287.  338, 

349-351,393,404.421,431. 

517,  523,  545,  547,  573.  576. 

582,  596,597,601,604,  626. 

668,  696.705,  738.  762-76 L 

783,831,843,894,901. 
Moore.  Rev.  Henry,  128,  391, 

435,  904. 
Moore,  Thomas,  93,  139,  535, 

833. 
Moravian.  310,  417,  420.  476. 
Muhlenburg,  Rev.  Dr.,  571. 

Needham,  Rev.  John,  153, 268, 

374,  728,  784, 
Newton,  James,  618. 
Newton,  Rev.  John.  15.  62.  88, 

95,422,  524.  527.  511,  606, 

714,  716,  724,  803,  307,  896, 

897. 
New  York  Coll.,  55,  647. 
Nicoll,  Robert.  371. 
Noel,  B.  W.,  336,  624,  800. 
Noel's  Coll.,  321,  514, 
Norton,Andrews, 524,527, 889. 

Oberlin,  Rev.  John  F.,  390. 
Ogilvie,  Rev.  John,  121. 
Oliver,  411. 


Opie,  Mrs.,  112. 

Palmer,  R.,  382,602,  830. 
Patrick,  Bishop,  109,  218. 
Park,  148. 
Parting  Gift,  810. 
Peabody,  Rev.  Ephraim,  768. 
Peabody.  Rev.  William  B.  O., 

523.  589,  870. 
Percy  Chapel  Coll.,  460. 
Phillips's  Service  Book,  680. 
Pierpont,  Rev.  John,  26,  636, 

634,  686,  751,  753,  767,  774, 

886. 

Pope,  Alexander,  572,  781. 

j  Pratt's  Coll.,  293,  666,  859. 

Pray,  Lewis  G.,  688,  691. 

Presbyterian  Coll.,  52,  744. 

Quarles,  John,  426. 

Raffles,  Rev.  Thomas,  7,  591. 
Reed,  Rev.  Andrew,  809. 
Religions  Souvenir,  412. 
Riopon's  Coll.,  28,79, 467, 695, 

868. 
Roscoe,  William,  114,331,451, 

709. 
Roscoe,  Miss,  225. 
Rowe,  Mrs.  Elizabeth,  119. 
Russell,  W.,  259. 

Sabbath  Recreations,  463. 

Sacred  Otferinsr,  837. 

Sacred  Lvrics~  130,  133,  702, 

818.900. 
Snr-red  Songs,  455,  779,  856. 
Salisbury  Coll. ,23,68, 106,226, 

313.  652. 
Sand  vs.  George,  117. 
Scott.  Rev.  Thomas,  215,  357, 

472. 
Scott,  Sir  Walter,  427. 
Sears,  Rev.  Edmund  H.,  219. 
Select  Hvmns.  235,  811. 
Shrubsole.  780. 
Sidney,  334. 
Sigournev,  Mrs.  Lydia  H.,  483, 

499,  5 16,  655.713,794,883. 
Simes,  Miss,  678. 
Smart,  314. 
Smith,  Rev.  S.F.,  72, 498, 558, 

616,  622,  653,  749,  ~66,  907. 


INDEX    OF   AUTHORS    AND    SOURCES. 


Smith,  Sir  James  E.,  45,  447, 
593. 

Spiritof  the  Psalms, 29, 96, 156, 
161,  198,206,221,222,  290, 
306,  315,  385,  414,  842. 

Spiritual  Songs,  515.  819. 

Sprague,  Charles,  753,  757. 

Steele,  Mrs.  Anne, 99, 141, 145, 
191,  214,  264,  309,  326,  330, 
333,  366,  372,  415,  432,  462, 
455,  492,  493,  496,  594,  595, 
615,712,  732,736,839,898. 

Stennett,  Joseph,  34. 

Stennett,  Dr.  S.,  211,236,592, 
613. 

Sternhold,  Thomas,  124. 

Stocker,  299. 

Stowell,  395. 

Streeter,  Rev.  Sebastian,  694. 

Swain,  Charles,  347. 

Tappan,  William  B.,  537,  540. 
Tate,  Nahum,  and  Bradv,Rev. 

Dr.  Nicholas,  3,  22,  90,  107, 

110,  129,  155,177,701. 
Taylor,  Emily,  8, 10,  443,  629, 

654,  723. 
Taylor,  Jane,  565. 
Taylor,  Mr.  John,  27,  46,  49, 

369,  564,  665,  770. 
Toplady,  Rev.  Augustus  M., 

402,  464,  519. 
Tuck,  536. 
Turnbull,  R.,  534. 
Turner,  D.,  327. 

Union  Coll.,  667. 
Urwick'sColl.,25,401. 

Village  Hymns,  371. 
Voke,  789. 

Ward,  Rev.  William,  782. 
Wardlaw,  Rev.  Dr.  Ralph.  126. 
Ware,  Rev.  Dr.  Henry,  Jr.,  33, 

56,  241,  755,  756,  769,  846, 

895. 
Washburn,  H.  S.,  553. 


Waterston,  Rev.  Robert  C, 
670. 

Watts,  Rev.  Dr.  Isaac,  5,  16- 
19,24,31,32,39,48,51,59, 
61,65,69,  71,75,76,84,86, 
89,  101,  113,  120,  131,  134, 
136-138,  142,  144,  152,  153, 
157,  162-164,  169,  174,184, 
187,  190,  192,  195,  196,200, 
212,  213,  229,  232,  237,  247, 
258,  261,262,265,275,276, 
278,  292,  311,  319,  323,  324, 
328,  335,  341,  345,  346,  348, 
356,360,361,  363,376,387, 
388,  410,  413,  416,  466,  469, 
471,  474,  475,  481,  488,  490, 
491,504,  506,507,513,518, 
521,538,542,550,555-557, 
560,  567,  570,  574,  581,  587, 
590,599,  603,612,631,637, 
640,641,649,  651,730,737, 
741,  772,777,792,816,827, 
836,  847,  864. 

Wesley,  Rev.  Samuel,  497. 

Wesley,  Rev.  John,  434. 

Wesley,  Rev.  Charles, 81, 209, 
228,245,251,365,406,407, 
433,  436,  437,  445,  533,  605, 
718,796,821,902. 

Wesley's  Coll.,  2,  94, 181, 204, 
305,  378,  812,  829. 

Wesleyan,  186,304,  317,  362, 
405,  429,  805,  808. 

West  Boston  Coll.,  503,  508, 
617,  865. 

White,  Henry  Kirke,  58,  159, 
227,  563,  663. 

Whittier,  John  G.,  750,  752. 

Willard's  Coll.,  820. 

Williams,  Miss  Helen  M.,  9, 
875. 

Willis,  Nathaniel  P.,  760. 

Winchell's  Sel.,  526,  790. 

Wotton,  Sir  Henry,  876. 

Wreford,  Rev.  John  R.,  743. 

Young,  J.,  170,  765. 


CHRISTIAN   HYMNS 


INTRODUCTION  OF  WORSHIP,  AND   THE 
SABBATH. 

J  #  6  &,  4s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Solemn  Invocation. 

1  COME,  thou  Almighty  King  ! 
Help  us  thy  name  to  sing  ; 

Help  us  to  praise  ! 
Father  all-glorious, 
O'er  all  victorious, 
Come  and  reign  over  us, 

Ancient  of  Days  ! 

2  Come,  thou  all-gracious  Lord  ! 
By  heaven  and  earth  adored, 

Our  prayer  attend  ! 
Come,  and  thy  children  bless  ; 
Give  thy  good  word  success  ; 
Make  thine  own  holiness 

On  us  descend  ! 

3  Never  from  us  depart  ; 
Rule  thou  in  every  heart, 

Hence,  evermore  ! 
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Thy  sovereign  majesty 
May  we  in  glory  see, 
And  to  eternity 

Love  and  adore. 

2#  8  &  7s.  M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

Divine  Love. 

1  LOVE  divine,  all  love  excelling, 

Joy  of  heaven  to  earth  come  down  ! 
Fix  in  us  thy  humble  dwelling, 

All  thy  faithful  mercies  crown. 
Father  !  thou  art  all  compassion, 

Pure,  unbounded  love  thou  art ; 
Visit  us  with  thy  salvation, 

Enter  every  longing  heart. 

2  Breathe,  O,  breathe  thy  loving  spirit 

Into  every  troubled  breast ; 
Let  us  all  in  thee  inherit, 

Let  us  find  thy  promised  rest. 
Come,  almighty  to  deliver, 

Let  us  all  thy  life  receive, 
Graciously  come  down,  and  never, 

Never  more  thy  temples  leave. 

3#  L.    M.  Tate  &  Brady. 

All  exhorted  to  Adoration  and  Praise. 

1  WITH  one  consent,  let  all  the  earth 

To  God  their  cheerful  voices  raise  ; 
Glad  homage  pay,  writh  hallowed  mirth, 
And  sing  before  him  songs  of  praise  ;  — 

2  Assured  that  he  is  God  alone, 

From  whom  both  we  and  all  proceed,  — 
We  whom  he  chooses  for  his  own, 
The  flock  which  he  delights  to  feed. 


INTRODUCTION  OF  WORSHIP. 

3  O,  enter,  then,  his  temple  gate  ; 

Thence  to  his  courts  devoutly  press  ; 
And  still  your  grateful  hymns  repeat, 
And  still  his  name  with  praises  bless  ; 

4  For  he  's  the  Lord,  supremely  good  ; 

His  mercy  is  for  ever  sure  ; 
His  truth,  which  always  firmly  stood, 
To  endless  ages  shall  endure. 

4.  C    M.  Mrs.  Follen. 

Love  of  Sabbath  Service. 

1  HOW  sweet,  upon  this  sacred  day, 

The  best  of  all  the  seven, 
To  cast  our  earthly  thoughts  away, 
And  think  of  God  and  heaven  ! 

2  How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray 

Our  sins  may  be  forgiven  ! 
With  filial  confidence  to  say, 
u  Father,  who  art  in  heaven  !  " 

3  How  sweet  the  words  of  peace  to  hear 

From  him  to  whom  't  is  given 
To  wake  the  penitential  tear, 
And  lead  the  way  to  heaven  ! 

4  And  if  to  make  our  sins  depart 

In  vain  the  will  has  striven, 
He  who  regards  the  inmost  heart 
Will  send  his  grace  from  heaven. 

5  Then  hail,  thou  sacred,  blessed  day. 

The  best  of  all  the  seven, 
When  hearts  unite  their  vows  to  pay 
Of  gratitude  to  Heaven  ! 

5#  S.    M.  wins. 

Exhortation  to  Praise. 

1  COME,  sound  his  praise  abroad, 
And  hymns  of  glory  sing  : 


INTRODUCTION  OF   WORSHIP. 

Jehovah  is  the  sovereign  God, 
The  universal  King. 

2  Come,  worship  at  his  throne  ; 

Come,  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
We  are  his  work  and  not  our  own  ; 
He  formed  us  by  his  word. 

3  To-day  attend  his  voice, 

Nor  dare  provoke  his  rod  ; 
Come,  like  the  people  of  his  choice, 
And  own  your  gracious  God. 

6#  L.  M.  6  L.  Heber. 

Seeking  Refuge. 

1  FORTH  from  the  dark  and  stormy  sky, 
Lord,  to  thine  altar's  shade  we  fly  ; 
Forth  from  the  world,  its  hope  and  fear, 
Father,  we  seek  thy  shelter  here  : 
Weary  and  weak,  thy  grace  we  pray  ; 
Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 

2  Long  have  we  roamed  in  want  and  pain  ; 
Long  have  we  sought  thy  rest  in  vain  ; 
Wildered  in  doubt,  in  darkness  lost, 
Long  have  our  souls  been  tempest-tost  : 
Low  at  thy  feet  our  sins  we  lay  ; 

Turn  not,  O  Lord,  thy  guests  away. 

7#  L.    M.  Raffles. 

The  Hour  of  Prayer. 

1  BLEST  hour,  when  mortal  man  retires 

To  hold  communion  with  his  God, 
To  send  to  heaven  his  warm  desires, 

And  listen  to  the  sacred  word. 

« 

2  Blest  hour,  when  earthly  cares  resign 

Their  empire  o'er  his  anxious  breast, 
While,  all  around,  the  calm  divine 
Proclaims  the  holy  day  of  rest. 


INTRODUCTION  OF  WORSHIP. 

3  Blest  hour,  when  God  himself  draws  nigh, 

Well  pleased  his  people's  voice  to  hear, 
To  hush  the  penitential  sigh, 

And  wipe  away  the  mourner's  tear. 

4  Blest  hour  !  for  where  the  Lord  resorts 

Foretastes  of  future  bliss  are  given, 
And  mortals  find  his  earthly  courts 

The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

g.  S.    M.  E.  Taylor. 

Invitation  to  the  House  of  God. 

1  COME  to  the  house  of  prayer, 

O  thou  afflicted,  come  ; 
The  God  of  peace  shall  meet  thee  there  ; 
He  makes  that  house  his  home. 

2  Come  to  the  house  of  praise, 

Ye  who  are  happy  now  ; 
In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise, 
In  kindred  homage  bow. 

3  Ye  aged,  hither  come, 

For  ye  have  felt  his  love  ; 
Soon  shall  your  trembling  tongues  be  dumb, 
Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

4  Ye  young,  before  his  throne, 

Come,  bow  ;  your  voices  raise  ; 

Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown 

Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

5  Thou,  whose  benignant  eye 

In  mercy  looks  on  all, 
Who  seest  the  tear  of  misery, 
And  hear'st  the  mourner's  call,  — 

6  Up  to  thy  dwelling-place 

Bear  our  frail  spirits  on, 
Till  they  outstrip  time's  tardy  pace, 
And  heaven  on  earth  be  won. 

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INTRODUCTION  OF  WORSHIP. 

9.  CM.  H.  M.  Williams. 

Habitual  Devotion. 

1  WHILE  thee  I  seek,  protecting  Power, 

Be  my  vain  wishes  stilled  ; 

x\nd  may  this  consecrated  hour 

With  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed  ; 

To  thee  my  thoughts  would  soar  ; 
Thy  mercy  o'er  my  life  has  flowed  ; 
That  mercy  I  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life,  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  I  see  ! 
Each  blessing  to  my  soul  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crowns  my  days, 

In  every  pain  I  bear, 
My  heart  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

5  When  gladness  wings  my  favored  hour, 

Thy  love  my  thoughts  shall  fill  ; 
Resigned,  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
My  soul  shall  meet  thy  will. 

6  My  lifted  eye,  without  a  tear, 

The  gathering  storm  shall  see  ; 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  know  no  fear  ; 
That  heart  shall  rest  on  thee. 

1  0.  L-    M.  E.  Taylor. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1  O  FATHER,  though  the  anxious  fear 

May  cloud  to-morrow's  doubtful  way, 
Nor  fear  nor  doubt  shall  enter  here  ; 
All  shall  be  thine  at  least  to-day. 

2  We  will  not  bring  divided  hearts 

To  worship  at  thy  sacred  shrine  ; 


INTRODUCTION  OF  WORSHIP. 

But  each  unholy  thought  departs, 
And  leaves  the  temple  wholly  thine. 
3  O  Father,  God  below,  above  ! 

Man's  noblest  work  is  praising  thee  ; 

Thy  spirit  o'er  our  hearts  shall  move, 
And  tune  them  all  to  harmony. 

\  \  9  C.    M.  Barbauld. 

The  Sabbath  of  the  Soul. 

1  SLEEP,  sleep  to-day,  tormenting  cares, 

Of  earth  and  folly  born  ; 
Ye  shall  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 
From  this  celestial  morn. 

2  To-morrow  will  be  time  enough 

To  feel  your  harsh  control  ; 
Ye  shall  not  violate  this  day, 
The  Sabbath  of  my  soul. 

3  Sleep,  sleep  for  ever,  guilty  thoughts  ; 

Let  fires  of  vengeance  die  ; 
And,  purged  from  sin,  may  I  behold 
A  God  of  purity  ! 

12.  S.    M.  BuirnccH. 

Sabbath  Worship. 

1  HAIL  to  the  Sabbath  day  ! 

The  day  divinely  given, 
When  men  to  God  their  homage  pay, 
And  earth  draws  near  to  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  this  sacred  hour 

Within  thy  courts  we  bend, 
And  bless  thy  love,  and  own  thy  power, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend. 

3  But  thou  art  not  alone 

la  courts  by  mortals  trod  ; 


IXTRODUCTION  OF  WORSHIP. 

Nor  only  is  the  day  thine  own 
When  man  draws  near  to  God. 

4  Thy  temple  is  the  arch 

Of  yon  unmeasured  sky  ; 
Thy  Sabbath,  the  stupendous  march 
Of  grand  eternity. 

5  Lord,  may  that  holier  day 

Dawn  on  thy  servants'  sight  ; 
And  purer  worship  may  we  pay 
In  heaven's  unclouded  light. 

13.  H.     M.  COTTERILL. 

The  Resurrection  celebrated. 

1   AWAKE,  ye  saints,  awake, 
And  hail  the  sacred  day  ; 
In  loftiest  songs  of  praise 
Your  joyful  homage  pay  ; 


The  type  of  heaven's 
Eternal  rest. 


Come  bless  the  day 
That  God  hath  blest, 

2  On  this  auspicious  morn 
The  Lord  of  life  arose, 
And  burst  the  bars  of  death, 
And  vanquished  all  our  foes  ; 


And  now  he  pleads 
Our  cause  above. 


And  reaps  the  fruit 
Of  all  his  love. 


3  All  hail,  triumphant  Lord  ! 

Heaven  with  hosannas  rings  ; 
And  earth,  in  humbler  strains, 
Thy  praise  responsive  sings  ; 


Worthy  the  Lamb, 
That  once  was  slain, 


Through  endless  years 
To  live  and  reign. 


\  /£.m  Lt.    M.  Barbauld 

The  Sacrifice  of  the  Heart. 

1   WHEN,  as  returns  this  solemn  day, 
Man  comes  to  meet  his  Maker,  God, 


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What  rites,  what  honors,  shall  he  pay  ? 
How  spread  his  sovereign  name  abroad  ? 

2  From  marble  domes  and  gilded  spires 

Shall  curling  clouds  of  incense  rise, 
And  gems,  and  gold,  and  garlands,  deck 
The  costly  pomp  of  sacrifice  ? 

3  Vain,  sinful  man  !  creation's  Lord 

Thy  golden  offerings  well  may  spare  ; 
But  give  thy  heart,  and  thou  shalt  find 
Here  dwells  a  God  who  heareth  prayer. 

4  O,  grant  us,  in  this  solemn  hour, 

From  earth  and  sin's  allurements  free, 
To  feel  thy  love,  to  own  thy  power, 

And  raise  each  raptured  thought  to  thee  ! 

j.5#  7s.   M.   6  L.  NZWT05. 

The  Sabbath  in  the  Sanctuary. 

1  SAFELY  through  another  week 

God  has  brought  us  on  our  way  ; 
Let  us  now  a  blessing  seek, 

Waiting  in  his  courts  to-day,  — 
Day  of  all  the  week  the  best, 
Emblem  of  eternal  rest. 

2  While  we  seek  supplies  of  grace, 

Through  the  dear  Redeemer's  name, 
Show  thy  reconciling  face, 

Take  away  our  sin  and  shame  ; 
From  our  worldly  cares  set  free, 
May  we  rest,  this  day,  in  thee. 

3  Here  we  come  thy  name  to  praise  ; 

Let  us  feel  thy  presence  near; 
May  thy  glory  meet  our  eyes, 

While  we  in  thy  house  appear  ; 
Here  afford  us,  Lord,  a  taste 
Of  our  everlasting  feast. 
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4  May  the  gospel's  joyful  sound 

Conquer  sinners,  comfort  saints, 

Make  the  fruits  of  grace  abound, 
Bring  relief  from  all  complaints  : 

Thus  let  all  our  Sabbaths  prove, 

Till  we  join  the  church  above. 

16.  L.   M.  Watts. 

Praise  to  our  Creator. 

1  YE  nations  round  the  earth,  rejoice 

Before  the  Lord,  your  sovereign  King  ; 
Serve  him  with  cheerful  heart  and  voice  ; 
With  all  your  tongues  his  glory  sing. 

2  The  Lord  is  God  ;  't  is  he  alone 

Doth  life,  and  breath,  and  being  give  ; 
We  are  his  work,  and  not  our  own, 
The  sheep  that  on  his  pastures  live. 

3  Enter  his  gates  with  songs  of  joy  ; 

With  praises  to  his  courts  repair  ; 
And  make  it  your  divine  employ 

To  pay  your  thanks  and  honors  there. 

4  The  Lord  is  good  ;  the  Lord  is  kind  ; 

Great  is  his  grace,  his  mercy  sure  ; 
And  all  the  race  of  man  shall  find 
His  truth  from  age  to  age  endure. 

17.  S.    M.  Watts. 

The  Sabbath  welcomed. 

1  WELCOME,  sweet  day  of  rest, 
That  saw  the  Lord  arise  ; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breast 
And  these  rejoicing  eyes. 
2  The  King  himself  comes  near, 
And  feasts  his  saints  to-day  ; 
Here  we  may  sit,  and  see  him  here, 
And  love,  and  praise,  and  pray. 


INTRODUCTION   OF  WORSHIP. 

3  One  day  amid  the  place 

Where  Christ,  my  Lord,  has  been 
Is  sweeter  than  ten  thousand  days 
Of  pleasure  and  of  sin. 

4  My  willing  soul  would  stay 

In  such  a  frame  as  this, 
Till  called  to  rise  and  soar  away 
To  everlasting  bliss. 

18*  S.    P.    M.  Watts. 

Delight  in  the  House  of  God. 

1  HOW  pleased  and  blest  was  I 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 

"  Come,  let  us  seek  our  God  to-day  !  " 

Yes,  with  a  cheerful  zeal, 

We  haste  to  Zion's  hill, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

2  Zion,  thrice  happy  place, 
Adorned  with  wondrous  grace, 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round  ; 

In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 

To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 
The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

3  May  peace  attend  thy  gate, 
And  joy  within  thee  wait, 

To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest  ; 

The  man  who  seeks  thy  peace, 

And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest. 

19.  L.    M.  Watts. 

The  Sovereign  Jehovah. 

1  BEFORE  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations  bow  with  sacred  joy  ; 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone  ; 
He  can  create  and  he  destroy. 
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2  His  sovereign  power,  without  our  aid, 

Made  us  of  clay,  and  formed  us  men  ; 
And  when,  like  wandering  sheep,  we  strayed, 
He  brought  us  to  his  fold  again. 

3  We  are  his  people  ;  we  his  care  ; 

Our  souls,  and  all  our  mortal  frame  : 
What  lasting  honors  shall  we  rear, 
Almighty  Maker,  to  thy  name  ? 

4  We  '11  crowd  thy  gates,  with  thankful  songs, 

High  as  the  heaven  our  voices  raise  ; 
And  Earth,  with  her  ten  thousand  tongues, 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

5  Wide  as  the  world  is  thy  command  ; 

Vast  as  eternity  thy  love  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 

When  rolling  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

20.  C-    M.  Barbauld. 

The  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  AGAIN  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 

Awakes  the  kindling  ray, 
Unseals  the  eyelids  of  the  morn, 
And  pours  increasing  day. 

2  O,  what  a  night  was  that  which  wrapt 

The  heathen  world  in  gloom  ! 
O,  what  a  sun,  which  broke,  this  day, 
Triumphant  from  the  tomb  ! 

3  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 

And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

4  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join 

To  hail  this  welcome  morn  ; 
Which  scatters  blessings  from  its  wings 
To  nations  yet  unborn. 
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21,  7S.     M.  MONTGOMERY. 

Prayer  for  a  Blessing  on  Public  Worship. 

1  TO  thy  temple  we  repair  ; 
Lord,  we  love  to  worship  there  ; 
While  to  thee  our  prayers  ascend 
Let  thine  ear  in  love  attend  ; 

2  While  thy  glorious  name  is  sung, 
Tune  our  lips,  inspire  our  tongue  ; 
Then  our  joyful  souls  shall  bless 
Christ,  the  Lord  our  Righteousness. 

3  WThile  thy  word  is  heard  with  awe, 
While  we  tremble  at  thy  law, 

Let  thy  gospel's  wondrous  love 
Every  doubt  and  fear  remove. 

4  From  thy  house  when  we  return, 
Let  our  hearts  within  us  burn  ; 
Then,  at  evening,  we  may  say, 

11  We  have  walked  with  God  to-day." 

22.  L.    M.  Tate&Brady. 

Public  Worship. 

1  O,  COME,  loud  anthems  let  us  sing, 
Loud  thanks  to  our  Almighty  King  ; 
For  we  our  voices  high  should  raise, 
When  our  salvation's  Rock  we  praise. 

2  Into  his  presence  let  us  haste, 
To  thank  him  for  his  favors  past  ; 
To  him  address,  in  joyful  songs, 
The  praise  that  to  his  name  belongs. 

3  O,  let  us  to  his  courts  repair, 

And  bow  with  adoration  there  ; 

Down  on  our  knees  devoutly  all 

Before  the  Lord,  our  Maker,  fail ! 
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23.  L.    M.  Salisbury  Coll. 

The  House  of  God. 

1  LO,  God  is  here  !     Let  us  adore, 

And  humbly  bow  before  his  face  ; 
Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 
Let  all  within  us  seek  his  grace. 

2  Lo,  God  is  here  !     Him,  day  and  night, 

United  choirs  of  angels  sing  ; 
To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 

Heaven's  host  their  noblest  homage  bring. 

3  Being  of  beings,  may  our  praise 

Thy  courts  with  grateful  fragrance  fill  ! 
Still  may  we  stand  before  thy  face, 
Still  hear  and  do  thy  sovereign  will  ! 

24:.  C.    M.  Watts. 

Longing  for  the  House  of  God. 

1  EARLY,  my  God,  without  delay, 

I  haste  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
My  thirsty  spirit  faints  away 
Without  thy  cheering  grace. 

2  So  pilgrims  on  the  scorching  sand, 

Beneath  a  burning  sky, 
Long  for  a  cooling  stream  at  hand  ; 
And  they  must  drink,  or  die. 

3  Not  life  itself,  with  all  its  joys, 

Can  my  best  passions  move, 
Or  raise  so  high  my  cheerful  voice, 
As  thy  forgiving  love. 

4  Thus,  till  my  last,  expiring  day, 

I  '11  bless  my  God  and  King  ; 
Thus  will  I  lift  my  hands  to  pray, 
And  tune  my  lips  to  sing. 
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25#  S.   M.  Urwick's  Coll. 

Pleasures  of  Spiritual  Worship. 

1  HOW  sweet  to  bless  the  Lord, 

And  in  his  praises  join, 
With  saints  his  goodness  to  record, 
And  sing  his  power  divine  ! 

2  These  seasons  of  delight 

The  dawn  of  glory  seem, 
Like  rays  of  pure,  celestial  light, 
Which  on  our  spirits  beam. 

3  O,  blest  assurance  this  ; 

Bright  morn  of  heavenly  day ; 
Sweet  foretaste  of  eternal  bliss, 
That  cheers  the  pilgrim's  way. 

4  Thus  may  our  joys  increase, 

Our  love  more  ardent  grow, 
While  rich  supplies  of  Jesus'  grace 
Refresh  our  souls  below. 

26,  L.     M.  PlERPONT. 

Worship  acceptable  from  every  Place. 

1  O  THOU,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 

The  lyre  of  Hebrew  bards  was  strung, 
Whom  kings  adored  in  songs  sublime, 

And  prophets  praised  with  glowing  tongue  ; 

2  Not  now  on  Zion's  height  alone 

Thy  favored  worshipper  may  dwell, 
Nor  where,  at  sultry  noon,  thy  Son 
Sat,  weary,  by  the  patriarch's  well. 

3  From  every  place  below  the  skies, 

The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer, 
The  incense  of  the  heart,  may  rise 
To  heaven,  and  find  acceptance  there. 

4  O  Thou,  to  whom,  in  ancient  time, 

The  lyre  of  prophet-bards  was  strung, 
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nine  ahars  when  web: 

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jaded  breast;  — 

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I  all  mankind. 

2  V  C.     '  Eirro5  s  Coll. 

1   HOLY  and  m  :be  name 

•*  T:.:  angels  cry  ; 

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2  The  deepest  reverence  of  the  mind 
Pay,  O  my  soul,  to  God  ; 
Lift  with  thy  hands  a  holy  heart 
To  his  sublime  abode. 

3  With  sacred  awe  pronounce  his  name, 

Whom  words  nor  thoughts  can  reach  : 
A  contrite  heart  will  please  him  more 
Than  the  best  forms  of  speech. 

4  Thou  holy  God  !  preserve  my  soul 

From  all  pollution  free ; 
The  pure  in  heart  are  thy  delight, 
And  they  thy  face  shall  see. 

2d»  S.    M.        Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Enjoyment  in  Worship. 

1  SWEET  is  the  task,  O  Lord, 

Thy  glorious  acts  to  sing, 
To  praise  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word, 
And  grateful  offerings  bring. 

2  Sweet,  at  the  dawning  hour, 

Thy  boundless  love  to  tell  ; 
And,  when  the  night-wind  shuts  the  flower, 
Still  on  the  theme  to  dwell. 

3  Sweet,  on  this  day  of  rest, 

To  join,  in  heart  and  voice, 
With  those  who  love  and  serve  thee  best, 
And  in  thy  name  rejoice. 

4  To  songs  of  praise  and  joy 

Be  every  Sabbath  given, 
That  such  may  be  our  blest  employ 
Eternally  in  heaven. 

30.  CM.  BO  WRING. 

Pure  Worship. 

1  THE  offerings  to  thy  throne  which  rise, 
Of  mingled  praise  and  prayer, 
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Are  but  a  worthless  sacrifice 
Unless  the  heart  is  there. 

2  Upon  thine  all-discerning  ear 

Let  no  vain  words  intrude  ; 
No  tribute  but  the  vow  sincere, — 
The  tribute  of  the  good. 

3  My  offerings  will  indeed  be  blest, 

If  sanctified  by  thee,  — 
If  thy  pure  spirit  touch  my  breast 
With  its  own  purity. 

4  O,  may  that  spirit  warm  my  heart 

To  piety  and  love, 
And  to  life's  lowly  vale  impart 
Some  rays  from  heaven  above  ! 

31.  L.  M.  Watw. 

Delight  in  the  Sabbath. 

1  SWEET  is  the  work,  my  God,  my  King, 
To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing ; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light, 

And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

2  Sweet  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest  ; 

No  mortal  care  shall  seize  my  breast  ; 
O,  may  my  heart  in  tune  be  found, 
Like  David's  harp  of  solemn  sound ! 

3  My  heart  shall  triumph  in  my  Lord, 
And  bless  his  works,  and  bless  his  word  ; 
Thy  works  of  grace,  how  bright  they  shine  ! 
How  deep  thy  counsels  !  how  divine  ! 

4  When  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know, 
All  I  desired  or  wished  below, 

And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 
In  an  eternal  world  of  joy  ? 
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32.  C.   M.  Watts. 

Anticipating  Worship. 

1  LORD,  in  the  morning  thou  shalt  hear 

My  voice  ascending  high  ; 
To  thee  will  I  direct  my  prayer, 
To  thee  lift  up  mine  eye. 

2  Thou  art  a  God  before  whose  sight 

The  wicked  shall  not  stand  ; 

Sinners  shall  ne'er  be  thy  delight, 

Nor  dwell  at  thy  right  hand. 

3  But  to  thy  house  will  I  resort, 

To  taste  thy  mercies  there  ; 
I  will  frequent  thine  holy  court, 
And  worship  in  thy  fear. 

4  O,  may  thy  spirit  guide  my  feet 

In  ways  of  righteousness, 
Make  every  path  of  duty  straight 
And  plain  before  my  face. 

33#  C.   M.  H.Ware,  J*. 

Invoking  God's  Aid. 

1  FATHER  in  heaven,  to  thee  my  heart 

Would  lift  itself  in  prayer  ; 
Drive  from  my  soul  each  earthly  thought, 
And  show  thy  presence  there. 

2  Each  moment  of  my  life  renews 

The  mercies  of  my  Lord, 
Each  moment  is  itself  a  gift 
To  bear  me  on  to  God. 

3  O,  help  me  break  the  galling  chains 

This  world  has  round  me  thrown, 
Each  passion  of  my  heart  subdue, 
Each  darling  sin  disown. 

4  O  Father,  kindle  in  my  breast 

A  never-dying  flame 
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Of  holy  love,  of  grateful  trust 
In  thine  almighty  name. 

34«  L.    M.  Stewnett. 

Holy  Enjoyment  anticipated. 

1  ANOTHER  six  days'  work  is  done, 
Another  Sabbath  is  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest, 
Improve  the  day  that  God  hath  blest. 

2  O,  that  our  thoughts  and  thanks  may  rise, 
As  grateful  incense,  to  the  skies, 

And  draw  from  heaven  that  sweet  repose 
Which  none  but  he  that  feels  it  knows  ! 

3  A  heavenly  calm  pervades  the  breast, 
The  earnest  of  that  glorious  rest 
Which  for  the  church  of  God  remains, 
The  end  of  cares,  the  end  of  pains. 

4  With  joy,  great  God,  thy  works  we  view, 
In  various  scenes,  both  old  and  new  ; 
With  praise,  we  think  on  mercies  past  ; 
With  hope,  we  future  pleasures  taste. 

5  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 

In  holy  pleasures,  pass  away  ; 
How  sweet  a  Sabbath  thus  to  spend, 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end  ! 

35,  C    M.  Edmeston. 

The  Lord's  Day  Morning. 

1  WHEN  the  worn  spirit  wants  repose, 

And  sighs  her  God  to  seek, 
How  sweet  to  hail  the  evening's  close, 
That  ends  the  weary  week  ! 

2  How  sweet  to  hail  the  early  dawn, 

That  opens  on  the  sight, 
When  first  that  soul-reviving  morn 
Sheds  forth  new  rays  of  light ! 
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3  Sweet  day  !  thine  hours  too  soon  will  cease  ; 

Yet,  while  they  gently  roll, 
Breathe,  Heavenly  Spirit,  source  of  peace, 
A  Sabbath  o'er  my  soul  ! 

4  When  will  my  pilgrimage  be  done, 

The  world's  long  week  be  o'er, 
That  Sabbath  dawn  which  needs  no  sun, 
That  day,  which  fades  no  more  ? 

36.  L.    M.  Doddridge. 

The  eternal  Sabbath. 

1  LORD  of  the  Sabbath,  hear  our  vows, 

On  this  thy  day,  in  this  thy  house, 

And  own,  as  grateful  sacrifice, 

The  songs  which  from  thy  churches  rise. 

2  Thine  earthly  Sabbaths,  Lord,  we  love  ; 
But  there  's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire, 
With  earnest  hope  and  strong  desire. 

3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more  distress, 

Nor  sin,  nor  death,  shall  reach  the  place  ; 
No  groans  to  mingle  with  the  songs 
Which  warble  from  immortal  tongues  ;  — 

4  No  rude  alarms  of  raging  foes  ; 
No  cares  to  break  the  long  repose  ; 
No  midnight  shade,  no  clouded  sun, 
But  sacred,  high,  eternal  noon. 

5  O  long-expected  day,  begin  ! 

Dawn  on  these  realms  of  woe  and  sin  ; 
Fain  would  we  leave  this  weary  road, 
And  sleep  in  death  to  rest  with  God. 

37.  7S.    M.  BOWRING. 

Lowly  Praise. 

1  LORD,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
Hear  the  praises  of  our  race, 
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And,  while  hearing,  let  thy  grace 
Dews  of  sweet  forgiveness  pour  ; 

While  we  know,  benignant  King, 

That  the  praises  which  we  bring 

Are  a  worthless  offering 

Till  thy  blessing  makes  it  more. 

2  More  of  truth,  and  more  of  might, 
More  of  love,  and  more  of  light, 
More  of  reason,  and  of  right, 

From  thy  pardoning  grace  be  given  ! 
It  can  make  the  humblest  song 
Sweet,  acceptable,  and  strong, 
As  the  strains  the  angels'  throng 
Pour  around  the  throne  of  heaven. 

38»  L»  M.  Christian  Psalmist. 

Jlmidst  Temptation. 

1  MY  gracious  Lord,  whose  changeless  love 

To  me  nor  earth  nor  death  can  part, 
When  shall  my  feet  forget  to  rove  ? 
Ah,  what  shall  fix  this  faithless  heart  ? 

2  Cold,  weary,  languid,  heartless,  dead, 

To  thy  dread  courts  1  oft  repair  ; 
By  conscience  dragged,  or  custom  led, 
I  come,  nor  know  that  God  is  there. 

3  O  God,  thy  sovereign  aid  impart, 

And  guard  the  gifts  thyself  hast  given  ; 
My  portion  thou,  my  treasure,  art, 
And  life,  and  happiness,  and  heaven. 

4  Would  aught  with  thee  my  wishes  share, 

Though  dear  as  life  the  idol  be, 
The  idol  from  my  breast  I  '11  tear, 
Resolved  to  seek  my  all  from  thee. 
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39.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Call  to  joyous  Worship. 

1  COME,  we  that  love  the  Lord, 

And  let  our  joys  be  known  ; 
Join  in  a  song  with  sweet  accord, 
And  thus  surround  the  throne. 

2  The  sorrows  of  the  mind 

Be  banished  from  the  place  ; 
Religion  never  was  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 

3  The  men  of  grace  have  found 

Glory  begun  below  ; 
Celestial  fruits  on  earthly  ground 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 

4  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 

And  every  tear  be  dry  ; 
We  're  marching  through  Immanuel's  ground, 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

40.  L.    M.  BoWRING. 

Introduction  to  Evening  Worship. 

1  HOW  shall  we  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light ! 

How  shall  we  all  thy  love  declare  ! 
The  earth  is  veiled  in  shades  of  night, 

But  heaven  is  open  to  our  prayer,  — 
That  heaven,  so  bright  with  stars  and  suns,  — 

That  glorious  heaven  which  has  no  bound, 
Where  the  full  tide  of  being  runs, 

And  life  and  beauty  glow  around. 

2  We  would  adore  thee,  God  sublime, 

Whose  power  and  wisdom,  love  and  grace, 
Are  greater  than  the  round  of  time, 
And  wider  than  the  bounds  of  space. 
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O,  how  shall  thought  expression  find, 

All  lost  in  thine  immensity  ! 
How  shall  we  seek  thee,  glorious  Mind, 

Amid  thy  dread  infinity  ! 
3  But  thou  art  present  with  us  here, 

As  in  thy  glittering,  high  domain  ; 
And  grateful  hearts  and  humble  fear 

Can  never  seek  thy  face  in  vain. 
Help  us  to  praise  thee,  Lord  of  light ; 

Help  us  thy  boundless  love  declare  ; 
And,  while  we  crowd  thy  courts  to-night, 

Aid  us,  and  hearken  to  our  prayer. 

41«  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

Preparation  of  the  Heart. 

1  LORD,  teach  us  how  to  pray  aright, 

With  reverence  and  with  fear  : 

Though  dust  and  ashes  in  thy  sight, 

We  may,  we  must,  draw  near. 

2  Burdened  with  guilt,  convinced  of  sin, 

In  weakness,  want,  and  woe, 
Fightings  without,  and  fears  within, 
Lord,  whither  shall  we  go  ? 

3  God  of  all  grace,  we  come  to  thee, 

With  broken,  contrite  hearts  ; 
Give  what  thine  eye  delights  to  see,  — 
Truth  in  the  inward  parts. 

4  Give  deep  humility  ;  the  sense 

Of  godly  sorrow  give  ; 
A  strong,  desiring  confidence, 
To  hear  thy  voice  and  live  ;  — 

5  Patience,  to  watch,  and  wait,  and  weep, 

Though  mercy  long  delay  ; 
Courage,  our  fainting  souls  to  keep, 
And  trust  thee,  though  thou  slay. 
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6  Give  these,  and  then  thy  will  be  done  ; 
Thus,  strengthened  with  all  might, 
We,  by  thy  spirit  and  thy  Son, 
Shall  pray,  and  pray  aright. 

4-2«  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  OUR  Heavenly  Father,  hear 

The  prayer  we  offer  now  : 
Thy  name  be  hallowed  far  and  near  ; 
To  thee  all  nations  bow. 

2  Thy  kingdom  come  ;  thy  will 

On  earth  be  done  in  love, 
As  saints  and  seraphim  fulfil 
Thy  perfect  law  above. 

3  Our  daily  bread  supply, 

While  by  thy  word  we  live  ; 
The  guilt  of  our  iniquity 
Forgive  as  we  forgive. 

4  From  dark  temptation's  power 

Our  feeble  hearts  defend  ; 
Deliver  in  the  evil  hour, 
And  guide  us  to  the  end. 

5  Thine,  then,  for  ever  be 

Glory  and  power  divine  ; 
The  sceptre,  throne,  and  majesty 
Of  heaven  and  earth  are  thine. 

43.  L.  M.  M.W.Hale. 

The  Day  of  Rest. 

1  THIS  day  let  grateful  praise  ascend 
To  thee,  our  Father  and  our  Friend, 
Thee,  Author  of  this  holy  light, 

Thee,  throned  in  boundless  power  and  might. 

2  O,  let  the  sacred  hours  be  given 
To  truth,  to  duty,  and  to  heaven  ; 

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While  trusting  faith  and  holy  love 
Rise  fervent  to  thy  throne  above. 
3  Grant  that  our  earthly  Sabbaths  be 
But  dawnings  of  eternity, 
To  shadow  forth  the  glorious  rest, 
The  heavenly  quiet,  of  the  blest. 

44.  C.     M.  JKRVI8. 

Homage  and  Devotion. 

1  WITH  sacred  joy  we  lift  our  eyes 

To  those  bright  realms  above, 
That  glorious  temple  in  the  skies, 
Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

2  Before  the  gracious  throne  we  bow 

Of  heaven's  Almighty  King  ; 

Here  we  present  the  solemn  vow, 

And  hymns  of  praise  we  sing. 

3  O  Lord,  while  in  thy  house  we  kneel 

With  trust  and  holy  fear, 
Thy  mercy  and  thy  truth  reveal, 
And  lend  a  gracious  ear. 

4  With  fervor  teach  our  hearts  to  pray, 

And  tune  our  lips  to  sing  ; 
Nor  from  thy  presence  cast  away 
The  sacrifice  we  bring. 

45.  L.    M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

Devout  Worship  of  God. 

1  PRAISE  waits  in  Zion,  Lord,  for  thee  ; 

Thy  saints  adore  thy  holy  name  ; 
Thy  creatures  bend  th'  obedient  knee, 
And,  humbly,  thy  protection  claim. 

2  Thy  hand  has  raised  us  from  the  dust ; 

The  breath  of  life  thy  spirit  gave  ; 
Where,  but  in  thee,  can  mortals  trust  ? 
Who,  but  our  God,  has  power  to  save  ? 
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3  Eternal  Source  of  truth  and  light, 

To  thee  we  look,  on  thee  we  call : 
Lord,  we  are  nothing  in  thy  sight, 
But  thou  to  us  art  all  in  all. 

4  Still  may  thy  children  in  thy  word 

Their  common  trust  and  refuge  see ; 
O,  bind  us  to  each  other,  Lord, 

By  one  great  tie,  —  the  love  of  thee. 

5  So  shall  our  sun  of  hope  arise, 

With  brighter  still  and  brighter  ray, 
Till  thou  shalt  bless  our  longing  eyes 
With  beams  of  everlasting  day. 

46.  7s.    M.  J.  Taylor. 

Engagedness  in  Devotion. 

1  LORD,  before  thy  presence  come, 

Bow  we  down  with  holy  fear  ; 
Call  our  erring  footsteps  home, 
Let  us  feel  that  thou  art  near. 

2  Wandering  thoughts  and  languid  powers 

Come  not  where  devotion  kneels  ; 
Let  the  soul  expand  her  stores, 
Glowing  with  the  joy  she  feels. 

3  At  the  portals  of  thine  house, 

We  resign  our  earth-born  cares  : 
Nobler  thoughts  our  souls  engross, 
Songs  of  praise  and  fervent  prayers. 

4-7 •  L.   M.  Frothingham. 

Truth  and  Love. 

1  O  GOD,  whose  presence  glows  in  all 

Within,  around  us,  and  above  ! 
Thy  word  we  bless,  thy  name  we  call, 
Whose  word  is  truth,  whose  name  is  love. 

2  That  truth  be  with  the  heart  believed 

Of  all  who  seek  this  sacred  place  ; 

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With  power  proclaimed,  in  peace  received, 
Our  spirit's  light,  thy  spirit's  grace. 

3  That  love  its  holy  influence  pour, 

To  keep  us  meek  and  make  us  free, 
And  throw  its  binding  blessings  more 
Round  each  with  all,  and  all  with  thee. 

4  Send  down  its  angel  to  our  side,  — 

Send  in  its  calm  upon  the  breast  ; 
For  we  would  know  no  other  guide, 
And  we  can  need  no  other  rest. 

48 .  H.    M.  Watts. 

Longing  for  the  House  of  God. 

1  LORD  of  the  worlds  above  ! 
How  pleasant  and  how  fair 
The  dwellings  of  thy  love, 
Thine  earthly  temples,  are! 


With  warm  desires 
To  see  my  God. 


To  thine  abode 
My  heart  aspires, 

2  O  happy  souls,  who  pray 

Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ! 
O  happy  men,  who  pay 

Their  constant  service  there  ! 


Who  love  the  way 
To  Zion's  hill. 


They  praise  thee  still  ; 
And  happy  they 

3   They  go  from  strength  to  strength, 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears, 
Till  each  arrives  at  length, 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears 


O  glorious  seat, 
When  God,  our  King, 


Shall  thither  bring 
Our  willing  feet. 


49.  3  &  7S.    M.  J.  Taylor. 

The  Fount  of  Blessing. 

1  FAR  from  mortal  cares  retreating, 
Sordid  hopes,  and  vain  desires, 


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Here,  our  willing  footsteps  meeting, 
Every  heart  to  heaven  aspires. 

2  From  the  fount  of  glory  beaming, 

Light  celestial  cheers  our  eyes, 
Mercy  from  above  proclaiming, 
Peace  and  pardon  from  the  skies. 

3  Who  may  share  this  great  salvation  ? 

Every  pure  and  humble  mind, 
Every  kindred,  tongue,  and  nation, 
From  the  stains  of  guilt  refined. 

4  Blessings  all  around  bestowing, 

God  withholds  his  care  from  none, 
Grace  and  mercy  ever  flowing 
From  the  fountain  of  his  throne. 

£)0»  C.   M.  Montgomery. 

Introduction  to  Evening  Worship. 

1  ON  the  first  Christian  Sabbath  eve, 

When  his  disciples  met 
O'er  his  lost  fellowship  to  grieve, 
Nor  knew  the  Scripture  yet,  — 

2  Lo  !  in  their  midst  his  form  was  seen, 

The  form  in  which  he  died  ; 
Their  Master's  marred  and  wounded  mien, — 
His  hands,  his  feet,  his  side. 

3  Then  were  they  glad  their  Lord  to  know, 

And  hailed  him  yet  with  fear  ;  — 
Jesus,  again  thy  presence  show  ; 
Meet  thy  disciples  here. 

4  Be  in  our  midst ;  let  faith  rejoice 

Our  risen  Lord  to  view, 
And  make  our  spirits  hear  thy  voice 
Say,  "  Peace  be  unto  you  !  " 

5  And  while  with  thee,  in  social  hours, 

We  commune  through  thy  word, 
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May  our  hearts  burn,  and  all  our  powers 
Confess,  "  It  is  the  Lord." 

51#  L.    M.  Watts. 

Blessedness  of  worshipping  God  in  his  Temple. 

1  HOW  pleasant,  how  divinely  fair, 

0  Lord  of  hosts,  thy  dwellings  are  ! 
With  long  desire  my  spirit  faints 

To  meet  th'  assemblies  of  thy  saints. 

2  Blest  are  the  saints,  who  dwell  on  high, 
Around  thy  throne,  above  the  sky  ; 
Thy  brightest  glories  shine  above, 
And  all  their  work  is  praise  and  love. 

3  Blest  are  the  souls  who  find  a  place 
Within  the  temple  of  thy  grace  ; 
There  they  behold  thy  gentler  rays, 
And  seek  thy  face,  and  learn  thy  praise. 

4  Blest  are  the  men  whose  hearts  are  set 
To  find  the  way  to  Zion's  gate  ; 

God  is  their  strength  ;  and,  through  the  road, 
They  lean  upon  their  helper,  God. 

5  Cheerful  they  walk,  with  growing  strength, 
Till  all  shall  meet  in  heaven  at  length  ; 
Till  all  before  thy  face  appear, 

And  join  in  nobler  worship  there. 

U2«  C.    M.  Presbyterian  Coll. 

Prayer  for  special  Favor. 

1  WITHIN  thy  house,  O  Lord,  our  God, 

In  glory  now  appear  ; 
Make  this  a  place  of  thine  abode, 
And  shed  thy  blessings  here. 

2  When  we  thy  mercy-seat  surround, 

Thy  spirit,  Lord,  impart  ; 
And  let  thy  gospel's  joyful  sound 
With  power  reach  every  heart. 
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3  Here  let  the  blind  their  sight  obtain  ; 

Here  give  the  mourners  rest  ; 
Let  Jesus  here  triumphant  reign, 
Enthroned  in  every  breast. 

4  Here  Jet  the  voice  of  sacred  joy 

And  humble  prayer  arise, 
Till  higher  strains  our  tongues  employ 
In  realms  beyond  the  skies. 

53.  VS.     M.  BoWRING. 

Humble  Worship. 

1  WHEN  before  thy  throne  we  kneel, 

Filled  with  awe  and  holy  fear, 
Teach  us,  O  our  God,  to  feel 
All  thy  sacred  presence  near. 

2  Check  each  proud  and  wandering  thought 

When  on  thy  great  name  we  call  ; 
Man  is  naught,  is  less  than  naught  ; 
Thou,  our  God,  art  all  in  all. 

3  Weak,  imperfect  creatures,  we 

In  this  vale  of  darkness  dwell, 
Yet  presume  to  look  to  thee 
'Midst  thy  light  ineffable. 

4  O,  receive  the  praise  that  dares 

Seek  thy  heaven-exalted  throne  ; 
Bless  our  offerings,  hear  our  prayers, 
Infinite  and  Holy  One  ! 

54.  C.  P.  M.  Merrick. 

The  Sabbath  and  the  Sanctuary. 

1  THE  festal  morn,  my  God,  is  come, 
That  calls  me  to  thy  sacred  dome, 

Thy  presence  to  adore  : 
My  feet  the  summons  shall  attend, 
With  willing  steps  thy  courts  ascend, 

And  tread  the  hallowed  floor. 
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2  With  holy  joy  I  hail  the  day, 
That  warns  my  thirsting  soul  away  ; 

What  transports  fill  my  breast ! 
For,  lo  !  my  great  Redeemer's  power 
Unfolds  the  everlasting  door, 

And  leads  me  to  his  rest ! 

3  Hither,  from  earth's  remotest  end, 
Lo  !  the  redeemed  of  God  ascend, 

Their  tribute  hither  bring  ; 
Here,  crowned  with  everlasting  joy, 
In  hymns  of  praise  their  tongues  employ, 

And  hail  th'  immortal  King. 

55.  L.  M.  New  York  Coll. 

Sabbath  Day. 

1  WE  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day, 

Thou  who  hast  every  blessing  given, 
Which  sends  the  dreams  of  earth  away, 
And  yields  a  glimpse  of  opening  heaven. 

2  Lord,  in  this  day  of  holy  rest, 

We  would  improve  the  calm  repose  ; 
And,  in  thy  service  truly  blest, 

Forget  the  world,  its  joys  and  woes. 

3  Lord,  may  thy  truth  upon  the  heart 

Now  fall  and  dwell  as  heavenly  dew, 
And  flowers  of  grace  in  freshness  start 
Where  once  the  weeds  of  error  grew. 

4  May  prayer  now  lift  her  sacred  wings, 

Contented  with  that  aim  alone 
Which  bears  her  to  the  King  of  kings, 
And  rests  her  at  his  sheltering  throne. 

56#  L.  M.  H.Ware,  Jr. 

Supplication. 

1  GREAT  God,  the  followers  of  thy  Son, 
We  bow  before  thy  mercy-seat, 
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To  worship  thee,  the  Holy  One, 
And  pour  our  wishes  at  thy  feet. 

2  O,  grant  thy  blessing  here  to-day  ! 

O,  give  thy  people  joy  and  peace  ! 
The  tokens  of  thy  love  display, 
And  favor  that  shall  never  cease. 

3  We  seek  the  truth  which  Jesus  brought  ; 

His  path  of  light  we  long  to  tread  ; 
Here  be  his  holy  doctrines  taught, 
And  here  their  purest  influence  shed. 

4  May  faith  and  hope  and  love  abound  ; 

Our  sins  and  errors  be  forgiven  ; 
And  we,  in  thy  great  day,  be  found 
Children  of  God,  and  heirs  of  heaven. 

57«  CM.  AS05YMOUS. 

A  Sabbath  Morning. 

1  HOW  sweet,  how  calm,  this  Sabbath  morn  ! 

How  pure  the  air  that  breathes, 
And  soft  the  sounds  upon  it  borne, 
And  liglit  its  vapor  wreaths  ! 

2  It  seems  as  if  the  Christian's  prayer, 

For  peace  and  joy  and  love, 
Were  answered  by  the  very  air 
That  wafts  its  strain  above. 

3  Let  each  unholy  passion  cease, 

Each  evil  thought  be  crushed, 
Each  anxious  care  that  mars  thy  peace 
In  Faith  and  Love  be  hushed. 


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CLOSE  OF   WORSHIP. 

58.  7S.   M.  H.  K.  White. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  CHRISTIANS,  brethren,  ere  we  part, 
Every  voice  and  every  heart 

Join,  and  to  our  Father  raise 
One  last  hymn  of  grateful  praise. 

2  Though  we  here  should  meet  no  more, 
Yet  there  is  a  brighter  shore  ; 
There,  released  from  toil  and  pain, 
There  we  all  may  meet  again. 

3  Now  to  Him  who  reigns  in  heaven 
Be  eternal  glory  given  ! 
Grateful  for  thy  love  divine, 

O,  may  all  our  hearts  be  thine  ! 

59.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Ascription. 

1  FROM  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies 
Let  the  Creator's  praise  arise  ; 

Let  the  Redeemer's  name  be  sung, 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Eternal  are  thy  mercies,  Lord  ; 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  : 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

60.  8  &  7s.,  or  8,  7,  &  4s.  M.      Burder. 

Dismission. 
1  LORD,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing  ; 
Fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  peace  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  peace  possessing, 
Triumph  in  redeeming  grace  : 
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O,  refresh  us, 
Travelling  through  this  wilderness. 
2  Thanks  we  give,  and  adoration, 
For  the  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
May  the  fruits  of  thy  salvation 
In  our  hearts  and  lives  abound  : 

May  thy  presence 
With  us  evermore  be  found. 

61.  S.    M.  Watts. 
The  Spread  of  Truth. 

1  THY  name,  almighty  Lord, 

Shall  sound  through  distant  lands  : 
Great  is  thy  grace,  and  sure  thy  word  ; 
Thy  truth  for  ever  stands. 

2  Far  be  thine  honor  spread, 

And  long  thy  praise  endure, 
Till  morning  light  and  evening  shade 
Shall  be  exchanged  no  more. 

62.  8  &  7S.  M.  Newtoit. 

Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

1  MAY  the  grace  of  Christ,  our  Saviour, 

And  the  Father's  boundless  love, 
With  the  Holy  Spirit's  favor, 
Rest  upon  us  from  above. 

2  Thus  may  we  abide  in  union 

With  each  other  and  the  Lord, 
And  possess,  in  sweet  communion, 
Joys  which  earth  cannot  afford. 

63.  7&     M.  COWPEB. 

Hymn  of  Benediction. 

1  NOW  may  he  who  from  the  dead 

Brought  the  Shepherd  of  the  sheep, 
Jesus  Christ,  our  King  and  Head, 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 

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2  May  he  teach  us  to  fulfil 

What  is  pleasing  in  his  sight, 
Perfect  us  in  all  his  will, 

And  preserve  us  day  and  night  ! 

C?  Jr»  7s.    M.  Anonymous. 

A  Blessing  implored. 

1  THANKS  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live 
With  eternity  in  view. 

2  Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young  ; 

Grant  us,  Lord,  thy  peace  and  love  ; 
And,  when  life's  short  race  is  run, 
Take  us  to  thy  house  above. 

65.  C.    M.  Watts. 

Salvation. 

1  SALVATION  !  O,  the  joyful  sound  ! 

'T  is  pleasure  to  our  ears, 
A  sovereign  balm  for  every  wound, 
A  cordial  for  our  fears. 

2  Buried  in  sorrow  and  in  sin, 

At  death's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 
But  we  arise,  by  grace  divine, 
To  see  a  heavenly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  let  the  echo  fly 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  sky 
Conspire  to  raise  the  sound. 

66*  J-1*    M.  Edmkston. 

The  Close  of  the  Sabbath. 

1   SWEET  is  the  light  of  Sabbath  eve, 
And  soft  the  sunbeams  lingering  there, 
For  these  blest  hours  the  world  I  leave, 
Wafted  on  wings  of  faith  and  prayer. 
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2  The  time  how  lovely  and  how  still  ; 

Peace  shines  and  smiles  on  all  below,  — 
The  plain,  the  stream,  the  wood,  the  hill, — 
All  fair  with  evening's  setting  glow. 

3  Season  of  rest  !  the  tranquil  soul 

Feels  the  sweet  calm  and  melts  to  love,  — 
And  while  these  sacred  moments  roll, 
Faith  sees  a  smiling  heaven  above. 

4  Nor  will  our  days  of  toil  be  long  ; 

Our  pilgrimage  will  soon  be  trod  ; 
And  we  shall  join  the  ceaseless  song, 
The  endless  Sabbath  of  our  God. 

67.  8    &    7s.    M.  Fawcitt. 

Glory  to  God. 

1  PRAISE  to  thee,  thou  great  Creator  ! 

Praise  to  thee  from  every  tongue  ! 
Join,  my  soul,  with  every  creature, 
Join  the  universal  song. 

2  For  ten  thousand  blessings  given, 

For  the  hope  of  future  joy, 
Sound  his  praise  through  earth  and  heaven, 
Sound  Jehovah's  praise  on  high  ! 

0§#  7s.    M.  Salisbury  Coll. 

Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

1  GLORIOUS  in  thy  saints  appear  ; 
Plant  thy  heavenly  kingdom  here ; 
Light  and  life  to  all  impart  ; 
Shine  on  each  believing  heart ;  — 

2  And,  in  every  grace  complete, 
Make  us,  Lord,  for  glory  meet  ; 
Till  we  stand  before  thy  sight, 
Partners  with  the  saints  in  light. 
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©9#  C.    M.   -  Watt.. 

Triumphant  Praise. 

1  O,  FOR  a  shout  of  sacred  joy 

To  God,  the  sovereign  King  ! 
Let  every  land  their  tongues  employ, 
And  hymns  of  triumph  sing. 

2  While  angels  shout  and  praise  their  King, 

Let  mortals  learn  their  strains  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  his  honors  sing  ; 
O'er  all  the  earth  he  reigns. 

3  Speak  forth  his  praise  with  awe  profound  ; 

Let  knowledge  guide  the  song  ; 
Nor  mock  him  with  a  solemn  sound 
Upon  a  thoughtless  tongue. 

70.  S.     M.  K.LLT. 

Rejoicing  at  the  Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  "  THE  Lord  is  risen  indeed  !  " 

Attending  angels  hear  ; 
Up  to  the  courts  of  heaven,  with  speed, 
The  joyful  tidings  bear. 

2  Then  wake  your  golden  lyres, 

And  strike  each  cheerful  chord  ; 
Join,  all  ye  bright  celestial  choirs, 
To  sing  our  risen  Lord. 

71  #  L.    M.  Watts. 

The  faithful  Shepherd. 

1  THOUGH  I  walk  through  the  gloomy  vale, 

Where  death  and  all  its  terrors  are, 
My  heart  and  hope  shall  never  fail, 

For  God  my  Shepherd's  with  me  there. 

2  Amid  the  darkness  and  the  deeps, 

Thou  art  my  comfort,  thou  my  stay  ; 
Thy  staff  supports  my  feeble  steps, 
Thy  rod  directs  my  doubtful  way. 
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7  2.  ?s-  M«  s  F-  Smith- 

Sabbath  Evening. 

1  SOFTLY  fades  the  twilight  ray 
Of  the  holy  Sabbath  day  ; 
Gently  as  life's  setting  sun, 
When  the  Christian's  course  is  run. 

2  Night  her  solemn  mantle  spreads 
O'er  the  earth  as  daylight  fades  ; 
All  things  tell  of  calm  repose 
At  the  holy  Sabbath's  close. 

3  Peace  is  on  the  world  abroad  ; 
'Tis  the  holy  peace  of  God, — 
Symbol  of  the  peace  within, 
When  the  spirit  rests  from  sin. 

4  Still  the  Spirit  lingers  near, 
Where  the  evening  worshipper 
Seeks  communion  with  the  skies, 
Pressing  onward  to  the  prize. 

5  Saviour,  may  our  Sabbaths  be 
Days  of  peace  and  joy  in  thee, 
Till  in  heaven  our  souls  repose, 
Where  the  Sabbath  ne'er  shall  close. 

73.  C.    M.  Cappe'sSel 

Prayer  for  Divine  Direction. 

1  ETERNAL  Source  of  life  and  light ! 

Supremely  good  and  wise  ! 
To  thee  we  bring  our  grateful  vows, 
To  thee  lift  up  our  eyes. 

2  Our  dark  and  erring  minds  illume 

With  truth's  celestial  rays  ; 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  sacred  love, 
And  tune  our  lips  to  praise. 

3  Safely  conduct  us,  by  thy  grace, 

Through  life's  perplexing  road  ; 


CLOSE  OF  WORSHIP. 

And  place  us,  when  that  journey  's  o'er 
At  thy  right  hand,  O  God  ! 

74:.  ^      &     6S.      M.  AX05TM0US. 

Praise  for  Salvation. 

1  TO  thee  be  praise  for  ever, 

Thou  glorious  King  of  kings  ! 
Thy  wondrous  love  and  favor 
Each  ransomed  spirit  sings. 

2  We  '11  celebrate  thy  glory, 

With  all  thy  saints  above, 
And  shout  the  joyful  story 
Of  thy  redeeming  love. 

75.  S.  M.  Watt.. 

Greatness  of  God's  Mercy. 

1   MY  soul,  repeat  His  praise 
Whose  mercies  are  so  great, 
Whose  anger  is  so  slow  to  rise, 
So  ready  to  abate. 

2  His  power  subdues  our  sins, 

And  his  forgiving  love, 
Far  as  the  east  is  from  the  west, 
Doth  all  our  guilt  remove. 

3  High  as  the  heavens  are  raised 

Above  the  ground  we  tread, 
So  far  the  riches  of  his  grace 
Our  highest  thoughts  exceed. 

76.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Praise  to  God  from  all  JYations. 

1  O,  ALL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord, 

Each  with  a  different  tongue  ; 
In  every  language  learn  his  word, 
And  let  his  name  be  sung. 

2  His  mercy  reigns  through  every  land  ; 

Proclaim  his  grace  abroad  ; 
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For  ever  firm  his  truth  shall  stand  ; 
Praise  ye  the  faithful  God. 

77»  S.    M.  DODDRIDGB. 

The  watchful  Servant. 

1  YE  servants  of  the  Lord, 

Each  in  his  office  wait ; 
With  joy  obey  his  heavenly  word, 
And  watch  before  his  gate. 

2  Let  all  your  lamps  be  bright, 

And  trim  the  golden  flame  ; 
Gird  up  your  loins,  as  in  his  sight, 
For  holy  is  his  name. 

7§#  CM.  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Good  Seed. 

1  ALMIGHTY  God,  thy  word  is  cast 

Like  seed  into  the  ground  ; 
Now  let  the  dew  of  heaven  descend, 
And  righteous  fruits  abound. 

2  Let  not  the  foe  of  Christ  and  man 

This  holy  seed  remove  ; 
But  give  it  root  in  every  heart, 
To  bring  forth  fruits  of  love. 

79.  7  CC  6s.  M.    (Peculiar.)   Rifpoic's  Coll. 

The  Soul  aspiring  to  Heaven. 

1  RISE,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
Thy  better  portion  trace  ; 
Rise  from  transitory  things 

Towards  heaven,  thy  native  place. 
Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay ; 
Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove ; 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 

To  seats  prepared  above. 
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2  Rivers  to  the  ocean  run, 

Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire,  ascending,  seeks  the  sun  ; 

Both  speed  them  to  their  source. 
So  a  soul  that  's  born  of  God 
Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 

To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

$0.  C.    M.  Montgomery. 

After  Divine  Service. 

1  AGAIN  our  ears  have  heard  the  voice 

At  which  the  dead  shall  live  ; 
O,  may  the  sound  our  hearts  rejoice, 
And  strength  immortal  give  ! 

2  And  have  we  heard  the  word  with  joy  ? 

And  have  we  felt  its  power  ? 
To  keep  it  be  our  blest  employ, 
Till  life's  extremest  hour. 

81.  CM.  C.  WrSLET. 

Self-  Consecration. 

1  ETERNAL  Father,  God  of  love, 

To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise  ; 
Thy  all-sustaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  O,  let  us  be  ; 

Our  sacrifice  receive  ; 
Made,  and  preserved,  and  saved  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

82.  8    &    7S'    M«  BlCKERSTETH. 

Closing  Hymn. 

1  ISRAEL'S  Shepherd,  guide  me,  feed  me, 
Through  my  pilgrimage  below, 
And  beside  the  waters  lead  me, 
Where  thy  flock  rejoicing  go. 
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2  Lord,  thy  guardian  presence  ever, 
Meekly  kneeling,  I  implore  ; 
I  have  found  thee,  and  would  never, 
Never  wander  from  thee  more. 

83.  L.    M.  HSBEK. 

Close  of  Service. 

1  LORD,  now  we  part  in  thy  blest  name, 
In  which  we  here  together  came  ; 
Grant  us  our  few  remaining  days 

To  work  thy  will  and  spread  thy  praise. 

2  Teach  us  in  life  and  death  to  bless 

The  Lord,  our  strength  and  righteousness  ; 
And  grant  us  all  to  meet  above  ; 
Then  shall  we  better  sing  thy  love. 

84.  C.  M.  Watts 

A  blessed  Gospel. 

1  BLEST  are  the  souls  that  hear  and  know 

The  gospel's  joyful  sound  ; 
Peace  shall  attend  the  paths  they  go, 
And  light  their  steps  surround. 

2  Their  joy  shall  bear  their  spirits  up, 

Through  their  Redeemer's  name  ; 
His  righteousness  exalts  their  hope, 
Nor  dares  the  world  condemn. 

3  The  Lord,  our  glory  and  defence, 

Strength  and  salvation  gives  : 
Christian,  thy  King  for  ever  reigns, 
Thy  God  for  ever  lives. 

85»  ®*  M.  Campbell's  Coll. 

Filial  Confidence. 

1  BLEST  Shepherd,  I  am  thine  ; 
Still  keep  me  in  thy  fear  ; 
Now  fill  my  heart- with  grace  divine  ; 
Bring  thy  salvation  near. 
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2  Among  thy  little  flock 

I  need  the  Shepherd's  care  ; 
Pour  waters  from  the  smitten  Rock, 
And  pastures  green  prepare. 

86,  C.  M.  Watt,. 

Praise  for  Christ. 

1  NOW  the  full  glories  of  the  Lamb 

Adorn  the  heavenly  plains  ; 
Bright  seraphs  chant  Immanuel's  name, 
And  try  their  choicest  strains. 

2  O,  may  I  bear  some  humble  part 

In  that  immortal  song  ; 
Wonder  and  joy  shall  tune  my  heart, 
And  love  command  my  tongue. 

8T»  C.  M.  Campbell's  Coll. 

Watch  and  Pray. 

1  THE  Saviour  bids  us  watch  and  pray, 

For  soon  the  hour  will  come 
That  calls  us  from  the  earth  away, 
To  our  eternal  home. 

2  O,  Saviour,  we  would  watch  and  pray, 

And  hear  thy  sacred  voice, 
And  walk,  as  thou  hast  marked  the  way, 
To  heaven's  eternal  joys. 

88.  7S.  M.  Newton. 

Parting  of  Christians. 

1  FOR  a  season  called  to  part, 

Let  us  now  ourselves  commend 
To  the  gracious  eye  and  heart 
Of  our  ever-present  Friend. 

2  Father,  hear  our  humble  prayer  : 

Tender  Shepherd  of  thy  sheep, 
Let  thy  mercy  and  thy  care 
All  our  souls  in  safety  keep. 
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3  In  thy  strength  may  we  be  strong  ; 
Sweeten  every  cross  and  pain  ; 
And  our  wasting  lives  prolong, 
Till  we  meet  on  earth  again. 

89.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Man's  Frailty,  God's  Compassion. 

1  OUR  days  are  as  the  grass, 

Or  like  the  morning  flower  ; 
When  blasting  winds  sweep  o'er  the  field, 
It  withers  in  an  hour. 

2  But  thy  compassions,  Lord, 

To  endless  years  endure, 
And  children's  children  ever  find 
Thy  words  of  promise  sure. 

90.  L-  P-  M.  Tatz  &  Bradt. 

Exhortation  to  universal  Praise. 

1  YE  saints  and  servants  of  the  Lord, 
The  triumphs  of  his  name  record  ; 

His  sacred  name  for  ever  bless  : 
Where'er  the  circling  sun  displays 
His  rising  beams  or  setting  rays, 

Due  praise  to  his  great  name  address. 

2  God,  through  the  world,  extends  his  sway  ! 
The  regions  of  eternal  day 

But  shadows  of  his  glory  are  : 
To  him  whose  majesty  excels, 
Who  made  the  heaven  wherein  he  dwells, 

Let  no  created  power  compare. 

91.  H.   M.  CoNDXR. 

Universal  Praise. 

JEHOVAH'S  praise  sublime 
Through  the  wide  earth  be  sung  ; 
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Ye  realms  of  every  clime  ! 

Ye  tribes  of  every  tongue  !  — 
His  infinite  compassion  bless,  — 
His  ever-during  faithfulness. 

92.  7s.  M.  Montgomery. 

Praise  from  all  Lands. 

1  ALL  ye  nations,  praise  the  Lord  ; 

All  ye  lands,  your  voices  raise  ; 

Heaven  and  earth,  with  loud  accord, 

Praise  the  Lord,  for  ever  praise. 

2  For  his  truth  and  mercy  stand, 

Past,  and  present,  and  to  be, 
Like. the  years  of  his  right  hand, 
Like  his  own  eternity. 

3  Praise  him,  ye  who  know  his  love  ; 

Praise  him  from  the  depths  beneath  ; 
Praise  him  in  the  heights  above  ; 
Praise  your  Maker,  all  that  breathe. 

93.  7s.  M.  S.F.Adams. 

Dcics  and  Tears. 

1  GENTLY  fall  the  dews  of  eve, 

Raising  still  the  languid  flowers  ; 
Sweetly  flow  the  tears  that  grieve 
O'er  a  mourner's  stricken  hours. 

2  Blessed  tears  and  dews  that  yet 

Lift  us  nearer  unto  heaven  ! 
Let  us  still  his  praise  repeat, 
Who  in  mercy  all  hath  given. 

94.  &  M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

Prayer  for  Strength  and  Guidance. 

1  GOD  of  almighty  love, 

By  whose  sufficient  grace 
I  lift  my  heart  to  things  above, 
And  humbly  seek  thy  face. 
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2  Through  Jesus  Christ  the  just, 
My  faint  desires  receive, 
And  let  me  in  thy  goodness  trust 
And  to  thy  glory  live. 

95.  H.    M.  NlWTOK. 

For  a  Blessing. 

1  TO  thee  our  wants  are  known, 

From  thee  are  all  our  powers  ; 
Accept  what  is  thine  own, 

And  pardon  what  is  ours  : 
Our  praises,  Lord,  and  prayers,  receive, 
And  to  thy  words  a  blessing  give. 

2  O,  grant  that  each  of  us 

Now  met  before  thee  here 
May  meet  together  thus, 

When  thou  and  thine  appear  : 
To  thy  blest  presence  may  we  come 
And  dwell  in  an  eternal  home. 

Q^J#  7s.  M.        Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Heir  of  Heaven. 

1  WHO,  O  Lord,  wrhen  life  is  o'er, 
Shall  to  heaven's  blest  mansions  soar  ; 
Who,  an  ever-welcome  guest, 

In  thy  holy  place  shall  rest  ? 

2  He,  whose  heart  thy  love  has  warmed  ; 
He,  whose  will  to  thine  conformed, 
Bids  his  life  unsullied  run  ; 

He,  whose  words  and  thoughts  are  one  ;  — 

3  He,  who  shuns  the  sinner's  road, 
Loving  those  who  love  their  God  ; 
Who,  with  hope,  and  faith  unfeigned, 
Treads  the  path  by  thee  ordained. 

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97.  7  &  5s.  M.  Ahonymous. 

Death  of  the  Virtuous. 

1  MARK  the  virtuous  man  and  see 

Peace  and  joy  his  steps  attend, 
All  his  pain  is  purily, 
Happy  is  his  end. 

2  Come  and  see  his  dying  bed  ; 

Calm  his  latest  moments  roll  ; 
Angels  hover  round  his  bed  ; 
Heaven  receives  his  soul. 

98.  L.  M.    6L.  T.Moor.. 

The  Song  of  J3ngels. 

1  ARRAYED  in  clouds  of  golden  light, 

More  bright  than  heaven's  resplendent  bow, 
Jehovah's  angel  comes  by  night 

To  bless  the  sleeping  world  below  ; 
How  soft  the  music  of  his  tongue, 
How  sweet  the  hallowed  strains  he  sung. 

2  Good-will  henceforth  to  man  be  given, 

The  light  of  glory  beams  on  earth  ; 
Let  angels  tune  the  harps  of  heaven, 

And  saints  below  rejoice  with  mirth  : 
On  Bethlehem's  plains  the  shepherds  sing, 
And  Judah's  children  hail  their  King. 

99.  CM.  Steel*. 

Penitential  Joy. 

1  O,  WHILE  I  breathe  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

The  humble,  penitential  sigh, 
Confirm  thy  kind,  forgiving  word, 
With  pity  in  thine  eye. 

2  Then  shall  the  mourner  at  thy  feet 

Rejoice  to  seek  thy  face  ; 
And  grateful  own  how  kind,  how  sweet, 
Is  thy  forgiving  grace. 
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1  00.  ?S-    M.  KELLT. 

A  Blessing  desired. 

1  FATHER,  bless  thy  word  to  all; 

Quick  and  powerful  let  it  prove  : 
O,  may  sinners  hear  thy  call  ; 
Let  thy  people  grow  in  love. 

2  Thine  own  gracious  message  bless  ; 

Follow  it  with  power  divine  ; 
Give  the  gospel  great  success  ; 
Thine  the  work,  the  glory  thine. 

3  Father,  bid  the  world  rejoice  ; 

Send,  O,  send  thy  truth  abroad  ; 
Let  the  nations  hear  thy  voice,  — 
Hear  it,  and  return  to  God. 

101.  L-  M.  Watt.. 

The  Joy  and  Blessing  of  Worship. 

1  LORD,  how  delightful  't  is  to  see 

A  whole  assembly  worship  thee  ; 
At  once  they  sing,  at  once  they  pray  ; 
They  hear  of  heaven  and  learn  the  way. 

2  O,  write  upon  my  memory,  Lord, 

The  text  and  doctrines  of  thy  word  ; 
That  I  may  break  thy  laws  no  more, 
But  love  thee  better  than  before. 

102.  8    &,    7s.    M.  A50NTM0M. 

Ascription. 

1  GRACIOUS  Source  of  every  blessing  ! 

Guard  our  breasts  from  anxious  fears  ; 
Let  us  each,  thy  care  possessing, 
Sink  into  the  vale  of  years. 

2  All  our  hopes  on  thee  reclining, 

Peace  companion  of  our  wray  : 
May  our  sun,  in  smiles  declining, 
Rise  in  everlasting  day. 


CLOSE  OF  WORSHIP. 

103.  8&7S.  M.  S.F.Adams. 

Close  of  IVors/iip. 

1  PART  in  peace  !  is  day  before  us  ? 

Praise  His  name  for  life  and  light  ; 
Are  the  shadows  lengthening  o'er  us  ? 
Bless  His  care  who  guards  the  night. 

2  Part  in  peace  !  with  deep  thanksgiving, 

Rendering,  as  we  homeward  tread, 
Gracious  service  to  the  living, 
Tranquil  memory  to  the  dead. 

3  Part  in  peace  !  such  are  the  praises 

God,  our  Maker,  loveth  best ; 
Such  the  worship  that  upraises 
Human  hearts  to  heavenly  rest. 

1 04.  S.  M.  Masow. 

Blessedness  of  the  Pure  in  Heart. 

1  BLEST  are  the  pure  in  heart, 

For  they  shall  see  our  God  ; 
The  secret  of  the  Lord  is  theirs  ; 
Their  soul  is  his  abode. 

2  Still  to  the  lowly  soul 

He  doth  himself  impart, 
And  for  his  temple  and  his  throne 
Selects  the  pure  in  heart. 

105.  L.     M.  COLLTIB. 

Pleading  for  Mercy. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  God  of  love, 

O,  hear  a  humble  suppliant's  cry  ; 
Bend  from  thy  lofty  throne  above, 
Thy  glorious  throne  of  majesty. 

2  O,  deign  to  listen  to  my  voice, — 

One  pardoning  word  can  make  me  whole  ;  — 
Come,  bid  my  drooping  heart  rejoice, 
And  soothe  the  anguish  of  my  soul. 
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ADORATION,  PRAISE,  AND   THANKS- 
GIVING. 

106.  ?s-    M.  Salisbury  Coll. 
Adoration. 

1  HOLY,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
Be  thy  glorious  name  adored  ! 
Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail  ! 

2  Though  unworthy,  Lord,  thine  ear, 
Deign  our  humble  songs  to  hear  ; 
Purer  praise  we  hope  to  bring, 
When  around  thy  throne  we  sing. 

3  There  no  tongue  shall  silent  be  ; 
All  shall  join  in  harmony  ; 

That,  through  heaven's  capacious  round, 
Praise  to  thee  may  ever  sound. 

4  Lord,  thy  mercies  never  fail  ; 
Hail,  celestial  goodness,  hail ! 
Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Be  thy  glorious  name  adored  ! 

107.  L.    M.  .      Tate  &  Brady. 

Praise  to  the  great  Jehovah. 

1  BE  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high  ; 
And,  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 

Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed. 

2  O  God,  my  heart  is  fixed  ;  't  is  bent 
Its  thankful  tribute  to  present  ; 

And,  with  my  heart,  my  voice  I'll  raise 
To  thee,  my  God,  in  songs  of  praise. 

3  Thy  praises,  Lord,  I  will  resound 
To  all  the  listening  nations  round  ; 

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Thy  mercy  highest  heaven  transcends  ; 
Thy  truth  beyond  the  clouds  extends. 
4  Be  thou,  O  God,  exalted  high  ; 
And,  as  thy  glory  fills  the  sky, 
So  let  it  be  on  earth  displayed, 
Till  thou  art  here,  as  there,  obeyed. 

108.  10  &   US.  M.  Grant. 

God  glorious. 

1  O,  WORSHIP  the  King,  all  glorious  above, 
And  gratefully  sing  his  wonderful  love, 

Our  Shield  and  Defender,  the  Ancient  of  Days, 
Pavilioned  in  splendor,  and  girded  with  praise. 

2  O,  tell  of  his  might,  and  sing  of  his  grace, 
Whose  robe  is  the  light,  whose  canopy,  space  ; 
His  chariots  of  wrath  the  deep  thunder-clouds  form, 
And  dark  is  his  path  on  the  wings  of  the  storm. 

3  Thy  bountiful  care  what  tongue  can  recite  ? 
It  breathes  in  the  air,  it  shines  in  the  light, 

It  streams  from  the  hills,  it  descends  to  the  plain, 
And  sweetly  distils  in  the  dew  and  the  rain. 

4  Frail  children  of  dust,  and  feeble  as  frail, 
In  thee  do  we  trust,  nor  find  thee  to  fail  ; 

Thy  mercies  how  tender  !  how  firm  to  the  end  ! 
Our  Maker,  Defender,  Preserver,  and  Friend. 

5  Father  x\lmighty,  how  faithful  thy  love  ! 
While  angels  delight  to  hymn  thee  above, 
The  humbler  creation,  though  feeble  their  lays, 
With  true  adoration  shall  lisp  to  thy  praise. 

109.  C«    M«  Patrick. 
Te  Deum. 

1  O  GOD,  we  praise  thee,  and  confess 
That  thou  the  only  Lord 
And  everlasting  Father  art, 
By  all  the  earth  adored. 
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2  To  thee  all  angels  cry  aloud  ; 

To  thee  the  powers  on  high, 
Both  cherubim  and  seraphim, 
Continually  do  cry,  — 

3  "  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
The  world  is  with  the  glory  filled 
Of  thy  majestic  sway. 

4  The  apostles'  glorious  company, 

And  prophets  crowned  with  light, 
With  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

5  The  holy  church  throughout  the  world, 

O  Lord,  confesses  thee, 
That  thou  eternal  Father  art, 
Of  boundless  majesty. 

110.  H.    M.  Tatx  &  Bradt. 

Universal  Praise. 

1   YE  boundless  realms  of  joy, 
Exalt  your  Maker's  fame  ; 
His  praise  your  song  employ 
Above  the  starry  frame  ; 


And  seraphim, 
To  sing  his  praise. 


Your  voices  raise 
Ye  cherubim, 

2  Thou  moon,  that  rul'st  the  night, 
And  sun,  that  guid'st  the  day, 
Ye  glittering  stars  of  light, 
To  him  your  homage  pay 


And  clouds  that  move 
In  liquid  air. 


His  praise  declare, 
Ye  heavens  above 

3  Let  them  adore  the  Lord, 
And  praise  his  holy  name, 
By  whose  almighty  word 

They  all  from  nothing  came  ; 
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And  all  shall  last  His  firm  decree 

From  changes  free  ;      Stands  ever  fast. 
4  United  zeal  be  shown 

His  wondrous  fame  to  raise, 
Whose  glorious  name  alone 
Deserves  our  endless  praise 


Earth's  utmost  ends 
His  power  obey  ; 


His  glorious  sway 
The  sky  transcends. 


1  1  1  .  8  &,  7s.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Thrice  Holy. 

1  BRIGHT  the  vision  that  delighted 

Once  the  sight  of  Judah's  seer  ; 
Sweet  the  countless  tongues  united 

To  entrance  the  prophet's  ear. 
Round  the  Lord  in  glory  seated, 

Cherubim  and  seraphim 
Filled  his  temple,  and  repeated 

Each  to  each  th'  alternate  hymn  :  — 

2  "  Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven  ; 

Earth  is  with  its  fulness  stored  ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  !  " 
Heaven  is  still  with  glory  ringing  ; 

Earth  takes  up  the  angels'  cry, 
"  Holy,  holy,  holy,"  singing, 

"  Lord  of  hosts,  the  Lord  most  high  !  " 

3  Ever  thus  in  God's  high  praises, 

Brethren,  let  our  tongues  unite, 
Whilst  our  thoughts  his  greatness  raises, 

And  our  love  his  gifts  excite. 
With  his  seraph  train  before  him, 

Writh  his  holy  church  below, 
Thus  conspire  we  to  adore  him, 

Bid  we  thus  our  anthem  flow  :  — 
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4  "  Lord,  thy  glory  fills  the  heaven  ; 

Earth  is  with  its  fulness  stored  ; 
Unto  thee  be  glory  given, 

Holy,  holy,  holy  Lord  ! 
Thus  thy  glorious  name  confessing, 

We  adopt  thy  angels'  cry, 
*  Holy,  holy,  holy,'  blessing 

Thee,  the  Lord  of  hosts  most  high  !  " 

112.  L.  M.  Mrs.Opii:. 

Praise  of  God  peculiarly  due  from  Man. 

1  THERE  seems  a  voice  in  every  gale, 

A  tongue  in  every  opening  flower, 
Which  tells,  O  Lord  !  the  wondrous  tale 
Of  thy  indulgence,  love,  and  power. 

2  The  birds  that  rise  on  soaring  wing 

Appear  to  hymn  their  Maker's  praise, 
And  all  the  mingling  sounds  of  spring 
To  thee  a  general  paean  raise. 

3  And  shall  my  voice,  great  God,  alone 

Be  mute  'midst  Nature's  loud  acclaim  ? 
No  ;  let  my  heart  with  answering  tone 
Breathe  forth  in  praise  thy  holy  name. 

4  And  Nature's  debt  is  small  to  mine  ; 

Thou  bad'st  her  being  bounded  be, 
But  —  matchless  proof  of  Jove  divine  — 
Thou  gav'st  immortal  life  to  me. 

113.  L.  P.  M.  Watts. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  LET  all  the  earth  their  voices  raise, 
To  sing  a  lofty  psalm  of  praise, 

And  bless  the  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 
His  glory  let  the  heathen  know, 
His  wonders  to  the  nations  show, 

And  all  his  works  of  grace  proclaim. 

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2  He  framed  the  globe,  he  spread  the  sky, 
And  all  the  shining  worlds  on  high  ; 

He  reigns  complete  in  glory  there  : 
His  beams  are  majesty  and  light, 
His  glories  how  divinely  bright  ! 

His  temple  how  divinely  fair  ! 

3  Let  heaven  be  glad,  let  earth  rejoice, 
Let  ocean  lift  its  roaring  voice, 

Proclaiming  loud,  "  Jehovah  reigns  !  " 
For  joy  let  fertile  valleys  sing, 
And  tuneful  groves  their  tribute  bring 

To  Him  whose  power  the  world  sustains. 

4  Come  the  great  day,  the  glorious  hour, 
When  earth  shall  own  his  sovereign  power, 

And  barbarous  nations  fear  his  name  ; 
Then  shall  the  universe  confess 
The  beauty  of  his  holiness, 

And  in  his  courts  his  grace  proclaim. 

H4:.  L.  M.  Roscoi. 

Song  of  Adoration. 

1  LET  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 

To  God,  whose  goodness  ceaseless  flows, 
Who  dwells  enthroned  above  the  skies, 
And  life  and  breath  on  all  bestows. 

2  Let  all  of  good  this  bosom  fires 

To  him,  sole  good,  give  praises  due  ; 
Let  all  the  truth  himself  inspires 
Unite  to  sing  him  only  true. 

3  In  ardent  adoration  joined, 

Obedient  to  thy  holy  will, 
Let  all  our  faculties,  combined, 
Thy  just  commands,  O  God,  fulfil. 

4  O,  may  the  solemn-breathing  sound 

Like  incense  rise  before  thy  throne, 
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Where  thou,  whose  glory  knows  no  bound, 
Great  Cause  of  all  things,  dwell'st  alone  ! 

I  £)•  L.  M.  Blacklock. 

Majesty  and  Dominion  of  God. 

1  COME,  O  my  soul,  in  sacred  lays 
Attempt  thy  great  Creator's  praise  : 
But,  O,  what  tongue  can  speak  his  fame  ? 
What  verse  can  reach  the  lofty  theme  ? 

2  Enthroned  amid  the  radiant  spheres, 
He  glory  like  a  garment  wears  ; 
To  form  a  robe  of  light  divine, 
Ten  thousand  suns  around  him  shine. 

3  In  all  our  Maker's  grand  designs, 
Almighty  power,  with  wisdom,  shines  ; 
His  works,  through  all  this  wondrous  frame, 
Declare  the  glory  of  his  name. 

4  Raised  on  devotion's  lofty  wing, 
Do  thou,  my  soul,  his  glories  sing  ; 
And  let  his  praise  employ  ihy  tongue 
Till  listening  worlds  shall  join  the  song. 

J_  {j#  S.    M.  Montgomery 

Praise  for  Mercies. 

1  O,  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 

His  grace  to  thee  proclaim  ; 
And  all  that  is  within  me,  join 
To  bless  his  holy  name. 

2  O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul ; 

His  mercies  bear  in  mind  ; 
Forget  not  all  his  benefits  ; 
The  Lord  to  thee  is  kind. 

3  He  will  not  always  chide  ; 

He  will  with  patience  wait  ; 
His  wrath  is  ever  slow  to  rise, 
And  ready  to  abate. 

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4  The  Lord  forgives  thy  sins, 

Prolongs  thy  feeble  breath  ; 
He  healeth  thine  infirmities, 
And  ransoms  thee  from  death. 

5  He  clothes  thee  with  his  love, 

Upholds  thee  with  his  truth, 
And  like  the  eagle  he  renews 
The  vigor  of  thy  youth. 

6  Then  bless  his  holy  name 

Whose  grace  hath  made  thee  whole, 
Whose  loving-kindness  crowns  thy  days  ; 
O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul. 

117.  7s.  M.  Sandys. 

Harmony  of  Praise. 

1  THOU  who  dwell'st  enthroned  above  ! 
Thou,  in  whom  we  live  and  move  ! 
Thou  who  art  most  great,  most  high  ! 
God  from  all  eternity  ! 

2  O,  how  sweet,  how  excellent 

'T  is  when  tongues  and  hearts  consent, 
Grateful  hearts,  and  joyful  tongues, 
Hymning  thee  in  tuneful  songs  ! 

3  When  the  morning  paints  the  skies, 
When  the  stars  of  evening  rise, 
We  thy  praises  will  record, 
Sovereign  Ruler,  mighty  Lord  ! 

4  Decks  the  spring  with  flowers  the  field  ? 
Harvest  rich  doth  autumn  yield  ? 
Giver  of  all  good  below ! 

Lord,  from  thee  these  blessings  flow. 

5  Sovereign  Ruler !  mighty  Lord  ! 
We  thy  praises  will  record  ; 
Giver  of  these  blessings  !  we 
Pour  the  grateful  sone  to  thee. 


ADORATION,    PilAlSE,  AXB  THANKSGIVING. 

1  1  8»  11   &  8s.    M.     Church  Psalmody. 

The  Lord  is  Great. 

1  THE  Lord  is  great ;  ye  hosts  of  heaven,  adore  him, 

And  ye  who  tread  this  earthly  ball  ; 
In  holy  songs  rejoice  aloud  before  him, 
And  shout  his  praise  who  made  you  all. 

2  The  Lord  is  great  ;  his  majesty  how  glorious  ! 

Resound  his  praise  from  shore  to  shore  ; 
O'er  sin,  and  death,  and  hell,  now  made  victorious, 
He  rules  and  reigns  for  evermore. 

3  The  Lord  is  great  ;  his  mercy  how  abounding  ! 

Ye  angels,  strike  your  golden  chords  ; 
O,  praise  our  God,  with  voice  and  harp  resounding, 
The  King  of  kings  and  Lord  of  lords. 

119..  C.  M.  Row*. 

Praise  from  all  Nature. 

1  BEGIN  the  high  celestial  strain, 

My  raptured  soul,  and  sing 
A  sacred  hymn  of  grateful  praise 
To  heaven's  almighty  King. 

2  Ye  curling  fountains,  as  ye  roll 

Your  silver  waves  along, 
Repeat  to  all  your  verdant  shores 
The  subject  of  the  song. 

3  Bear  it,  ye  breezes,  on  your  wings 

To  distant  climes  away, 
And  round  the  wide-extended  world 
The  lofty  theme  convey. 

4  Take  up  the  burden  of  his  name, 

Ye  clouds,  as  ye  arise, 
To  deck  with  gold  the  opening  morn, 
Or  shade  the  evening  skies. 

5  Long  let  it  warble  round  the  spheres, 

And  echo  through  the  sky  ; 
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Let  angels,  with  immortal  skill, 
Improve  the  harmony  ;  — 

6  While  we,  with  sacred  rapture  fired, 
The  blest  Creator  sing, 
And  chant  our  consecrated  lays 
To  heaven's  eternal  King. 

120.  L-  M.  Watts. 

Praise  for  Divine  Protection. 

1  WITH  all  my  powers  of  heart  and  tongue, 
I  Ml  praise  my  Maker  in  my  song  ; 
Angels  shall  hear  the  notes  I  raise, 
Approve  the  song,  and  join  the  praise. 

2  To  God  I  cried,  when  troubles  rose  ; 
He  heard  me,  and  subdued  my  foes  ; 
He  did  my  rising  fears  control, 

And  strength  diffused  through  all  my  soul. 

3  Amid  a  thousand  snares  I  stand, 
Upheld  and  guarded  by  thy  hand  ; 
Thy  words  my  fainting  soul  revive, 
And  keep  my  dying  faith  alive. 

4  I  '11  sing  thy  truth  and  mercy,  Lord ; 
I  '11  sing  the  wonders  of  thy  word  ; 
Not  all  thy  works  and  names  below 
So  much  thy  power  and  glory  show. 

121.  C.  P.  M.  Ogilvu. 

Praise  from  all  Creatures. 

1  BEGIN,  my  soul,  th'  exalted  lay  ; 
Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 

And  praise  th'  almighty  name  ; 
Lo  !  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies, 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise, 
To  swell  th'  inspiring  theme. 
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2  Thou  heaven  of  heavens,  his  vast  abode, 
Ye  clouds,  proclaim  your  Maker,  God  ; 

Ye  thunders,  speak  his  power  ; 
Lo  !  on  the  lightning's  fiery  wing, 
In  triumph  rides  th'  Eternal  King  ; 

Th'  astonished  worlds  adore. 

3  Ye  deeps,  with  roaring  billows,  rise 
To  join  the  thunders  of  the  skies  ; 

Praise  Him  who  bids  you  roll  ; 
His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare, 
Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air, 

And  breathe  it  to  the  soul. 

4  Wake,  all  ye  soaring  tribes,  and  sing  ; 
Ye  feathered  warblers  of  the  spring, 

Harmonious  anthems  raise 
To  Him  who  shaped  your  finer  mould, 
Who  decked  your  glittering  wings  with  gold, 

And  tuned  your  voice  to  praise. 

5  Let  man  —  by  nobler  passions  swayed,  — 
Let  man —  in  God's  own  image  made  — 

His  breath  in  praise  employ, 
Spread  wide  his  Maker's  name  around, 
Till  heaven  shall  echo  back  the  sound, 

In  songs  of  holy  joy. 

122.  S.  M.  Montgomery, 

Exhortation  to  Praise. 

1  ARISE,  and  bless  the  Lord, 

Ye  people  of  his  choice  ; 
Arise,  and  bless  the  Lord  your  God, 
With  heart,  and  soul,  and  voice. 

2  O,  for  the  living  flame 

From  his  own  altar  brought, 
To  touch  our  lips,  our  souls  inspire, 

And  wing  to  heaven  our  thought  i 
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ADORATION,   PRAISE,   AND  THANKSGIVING. 

3  God  is  our  strength  and  song, 

And  his  salvation  ours  ; 
Then  be  his  love  in  Christ  proclaimed 
With  all  our  ransomed  powers. 

4  Arise,  and  bless  the  Lord  ; 

The  Lord  your  God  adore  ; 
Arise  and  bless  his  glorious  name, 
Henceforth,  for  evermore. 

123.  L.    M.  BOWRIKO. 

Perpetual  Praise. 

1  WHEN,  wakened  by  thy  voice  of  power, 

The  hour  of  morning  beams  in  light, 
My  voice  shall  sing  that  morning  hour, 
And  thee,  who  mad'st  that  hour  so  bright. 

2  The  morning  strengthens  into  noon  ; 

Earth's  fairest  beauties  shine  more  fair  ; 
And  noon  and  morning  shall  attune 
My  grateful  heart  to  praise  and  prayer. 

3  When  'neath  the  evening  western  gate 

The  sun's  retiring  rays  are  hid, 
My  joy  shall  be  to  meditate, 
E'en  as  the  pious  patriarch  did. 

4  As  twilight  wears  a  darker  hue, 

And  gathering  night  creation  dims, 
The  twilight  and  the  midnight,  too, 
Shall  have  their  harmonies  and  hymns. 

5  So  shall  sweet  thoughts,  and  thoughts  sublime, 

My  constant  inspirations  be  ; 
And  every  shifting  scene  of  time 
Reflect,  my  God,  a  light  from  thee. 

12  4.  CM.  Stkknhold. 

Majesty  of  God. 

1   THE  Lord  descended  from  above, 
And  bowed  the  heavens  most  high, 
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And  underneath  his  feet  he  cast 
The  darkness  of  the  sky. 

2  On  cherubim  and  seraphim 

Full  royally  he  rode, 
And  on  the  wings  of  mighty  winds 
Came  flying  all  abroad. 

3  He  sat  serene  upon  the  floods, 

Their  fury  to  restrain  ; 
And  he,  as  sovereign  Lord  and  King, 
For  evermore  shall  reign. 

125»  CM.  Anonymous. 

Goodness  of  God  seen  in  his  Works. 

1  HAIL,  great  Creator,  wise  and  good  ; 

To  thee  our  songs  we  raise  ; 
Nature,  through  all  her  various  scenes, 
Invites  us  to  thy  praise. 

2  At  morning,  noon,  and  evening  mild, 

Fresh  wonders  strike  our  view  ; 
And,  while  we  gaze,  our  hearts  exult, 
With  transports  ever  new. 

3  Thy  glory  beams  in  every  star 

Which  gilds  the  gloom  of  night, 
And  decks  the  smiling  face  of  morn 
With  rays  of  cheerful  light. 

4  The  lofty  hill,  the  humble  lawn, 

With  countless  beauties  shine  ; 
The  silent  grove,  the  solemn  shade, 
Proclaim  thy  power  divine. 

5  Great  nature's  God,  still  may  these  scenes 

Our  serious  hours  engage  ; 
Still  may  our  grateful  hearts  consult 
Thy  works'  instructive  page. 

6  And  while,  in  all  thy  wondrous  ways, 

Thy  varied  love  we  see. 
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O,  may  our  hearts,  great  God,  be  led, 
Through  all  thy  works,  to  thee. 

126.  CM.  Wardla*. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  LIFT  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 

Whose  breath  our  souls  inspired  ; 
Loud,  and  more  loud,  the  anthems  raise, 
With  grateful  ardor  fired. 

2  Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 

Whose  goodness,  passing  thought, 
Loads  every  moment,  as  it  flies, 
With  benefits  unsought. 

3  Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 

From  whom  salvation  flows, 
Who  sent  his  Son  our  souls  to  save 
From  sin  and  all  its  woes. 

4  Lift  up  to  God  the  voice  of  praise, 

For  hope's  transporting  ray, 
Which  lights,  through  darkest  shades  of  death, 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

127.  C  M.    6L.  Conder. 

On  the  Sea-shore. 

1  BEYOND,  beyond  that  boundless  sea, 

Above  that  dome  of  sky, 
Farther  than  thought  itself  can  flee, 

Thy  dwelling  is  on  high  ; 
Yet  dear  the  awful  thought  to  me, 

That  thou,  my  God,  art  nigh. 

2  We  hear  thy  voice  when  thunders  roll 

Through  the  wide  fields  of  air  ; 
The  waves  obey  thy  dread  control  ; 

Yet  still  thou  art  not  there  : 
Where  shall  I  find  Him,  O  my  soul, 

Who  yet  is  everywhere  ? 
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3  O,  not  in  circling  depth,  or  height, 

But  in  the  conscious  breast, 
Present  to  faith,  though  veiled  from  sight, 

There  does  his  spirit  rest : 
O,  come,  thou  Presence  Infinite, 

And  make  thy  creature  blest. 

128.  C.  P.  M.  Henry  Moore. 

The  Love  of  God. 

1  MY  God  !  thy  boundless  love  I  praise  ; 
How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze  ! 

How  sweetly  bloom  below  ! 
It  streams  from  thine  eternal  throne  ; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  for  ever  run, 

And  o'er  the  earth  they  flow. 

2  'T  is  love  that  paints  the  purple  morn, 
And  bids  the  clouds,  in  air  upborne, 

Their  genial  drops  distil  ; 
In  every  vernal  beam  it  glows, 
And  breathes  in  every  gale  that  blows, 

And  glides  in  every  rill. 

3  But  in  thy  word  I  see  it  shine 
With  grace  and  glories  more  divine, 

Proclaiming  sins  forgiven  ; 
There,  Faith,  bright  cherub,  points  the  way 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day, 

And  opens  all  her  heaven. 

4  Then  let  the  love,  that  makes  me  blest, 
With  cheerful  praise  inspire  my  breast, 

And  ardent  gratitude  ; 
And  all  my  thoughts  and  passions  tend 
To  thee,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 

My  soul's  eternal  good. 

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129.  CM.  Tate  &  Bradt. 

Praising  God  in  all  Changes. 

1  THROUGH  all  the  changing  scenes  of  life, 

In  trouble  and  in  joy, 
The  praises  of  my  God  shall  still 
My  heart  and  tongue  employ. 

2  Of  his  deliverance  I  will  boast, 

Till  all  who  are  distressed 
From  my  example  comfort  take, 
And  charm  their  griefs  to  rest. 

3  The  hosts  of  God  encamp  around 

The  dwellings  of  the  just  ; 

Deliverance  he  affords  to  all 

Who  on  his  succour  trust. 

4  O,  make  but  trial  of  his  love, — 

Experience  will  decide 
How  blest  they  are,  and  only  they, 
Who  in  his  faith  confide. 

5  Fear  him,  ye  saints,  and  you  will  then 

Have  nothing  else  to  fear  : 
Make  you  his  service  your  delight,  — 
He  '11  make  your  wants  his  care. 

130*  H.  M.  Sacred  Lyric*. 

Perpetual  Praise. 

1  TO  thee,  great  Source  of  light ! 

My  thankful  voice  I  '11  raise  ; 
And  all  my  powers  unite 

To  celebrate  thy  praise  ; 
And,  till  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 
May  praise  employ  my  every  breath. 

2  And  when  this  feeble  tongue 

Lies  silent  in  the  dust, 
My  soul  shall  dwell  among 
The  spirits  of  the  just ; 
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ADORATION,  PRAISE,  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

Then,  with  the  shining  hosts  above, 
In  nobler  strains  I  '11  sing  thy  love. 

131.  L-  M.  Watm. 

The  Glory  of  God  in  his  Works  and  in  his  Word. 

1  THE  heavens  declare  thy  glory,  Lord ; 

In  every  star  thy  wisdom  shines  ; 
But  when  our  eyes  behold  thy  word, 
We  read  thy  name  in  fairer  lines. 

2  The  rolling  sun,  the  changing  light, 

And  nights,  and  days,  thy  power  confess  ; 
But  that  blest  volume  thou  hast  writ 
Reveals  thy  justice  and  thy  grace. 

3  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  convey  thy  praise 

Around  the  earth,  and  never  stand  ; 
So,  when  thy  truth  began  its  race, 
It  touched  and  glanced  on  every  land. 

4  Nor  shall  thy  spreading  gospel  rest 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run, 
Till  Christ  has  all  the  nations  blest 
That  see  the  light  or  feel  the  sun. 

5  Great  Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise  ! 

O,  bless  the  world  with  heavenly  light  ! 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise  ; 

Thy  laws  are  pure,  thy  judgments  right. 

6  Thy  noblest  wonders  here  we  view, 

In  souls  renewed  and  sins  forgiven  ; 
Lord,  cleanse  my  sins,  my  soul  renew, 
And  make  thy  word  my  guide  to  heaven. 

132.  8  &  7s.  M.  Dublin  Coll. 

Praise  the  Lord. 

1  PRAISE  the  Lord  ;  ye  heavens  adore  him; 
Praise  him,  angels,  in  the  height ; 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  light. 
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2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  hath  spoken  ; 

Worlds  his  mighty  voice  obeyed  ; 
Laws,  which  never  can  be  broken, 
For  their  guidance  he  hath  made. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious  ; 

Never  shall  his  promise  fail  ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious  ; 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 

4  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation  ; 

Hosts  on  high  his  power  proclaim  ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Praise  and  magnify  his  name. 

133.  6  &  4s.  M.  Sacred  Lyrics 

Praise  in  the  Courts  of  the  Lord. 

1  PRAISE  ye  Jehovah's  name  ; 
Praise  through  his  courts  proclaim  ; 

Rise  and  adore  ; 
High  o'er  the  heavens  above 
Sound  his  great  acts  of  love, 
While  his  rich  grace  we  prove, 

Vast  as  his  power. 

2  Now  let  the  trumpet  raise 
Triumphant  sounds  of  praise, 

Wide  as  his  fame  ; 
There  let  the  harp  be  found  ; 
Organs,  with  solemn  sound, 
Roll  your  deep  notes  around, 

Filled  with  his  name. 

3  While  his  high  praise  ye  sing, 
Shake  every  sounding  string  : 

Sweet  the  accord  ! 
He  vital  breath  bestows  : 
Let  every  breath  that  flows 
His  noblest  fame  disclose  : 

Praise  ye  the  Lord. 
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1 34.  H.  M.  w«™. 

Perfections  of  God. 

1   THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns  ; 
His  throne  is  built  on  high  ; 
The  garments  he  assumes 
Are  light  and  majesty  : 


No  mortal  eye 
Can  bear  the  sight. 


His  glories  shine 
With  beams  so  bright 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 

Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe, 
His  power  and  justice  stand 
To  guard  his  holy  law 


His  truth  confirms 
And  seals  the  grace. 


And  where  his  love 
Resolves  to  bless, 

3  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  glory  condescend  ? 
And  will  he  write  his  name 
My  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 


I  love  his  name, 
I  love  his  word 


Join  all  my  powers 
And  praise  the  Lord. 


135.  C.  H.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  surpassing  Glory  of  God. 

1  SINCE  o'er  thy  footstool  here  below 

Such  radiant  gems  are  strown, 
O,  what  magnificence  must  glow, 

Great  God,  about  thy  throne  ! 
So  brilliant  here  these  drops  of  light  — 
There  the  full  ocean  rolls  —  how  bright  ! 

2  If  night's  blue  curtain  of  the  sky  — 

With  thousand  stars  inwrought, 
Hung  like  a  royal  canopy 

With  glittering  diamonds  fraught  — 
Be,  Lord,  thy  temple's  outer  veil, 
What  splendor  at  the  shrine  must  dwell ! 


ADORATION,  PRAISE,   AND  THANKSGIVING. 

3  The  dazzling  sun  at  noonday  hour  — 

Forth  from  his  naming  vase 
Flinging  o'er  earth  the  golden  shower 

Till  vale  and  mountain  blaze  — 
But  shows,  O  Lord,  one  beam  of  thine  : 
"What,  then,  the  day  where  thou  dost  shine  ! 

4  O;  how  shall  these  dim  eyes  endure 

That  noon  of  living  rays  ! 
Or  how  our  spirits,  so  impure, 

Upon  thy  glory  gaze  ! 
Anoint,  O  Lord,  anoint  our  sight, 
And  fit  us  for  that  world  of  light. 

136.  C.    M.  Watts. 

Power  and  Majesty  of  God. 

1  WITH  reverence  let  the  saints  appear, 

And  bow  before  the  Lord  ; 
His  high  commands  with  reverence  hear, 
And  tremble  at  his  word. 

2  How  terrible  thy  glories  be  ! 

How  bright  thine  armies  shine  ! 
Where  is  the  power  that  vies  with  thee  ? 
Or  truth  compared  with  thine  ? 

3  The  northern  pole,  and  southern,  rest 

On  thy  supporting  hand  ; 
Darkness  and  day  from  east  to  west 
Move  round  at  thy  command. 

4  Thy  words  the  raging  winds  control, 

And  rule  the  boisterous  deep  ; 
Thou  mak'st  the  sleeping  billows  roll, 
The  rolling  billows  sleep. 

5  Justice  and  judgment  are  thy  throne, 

Yet  wondrous  is  thy  grace  ; 
While  truth  and  mercy,  joined  in  one, 
Invite  us  near  thy  face. 
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137.  H.M.  Watts. 

Exhortation  to  Praise. 

1   YE  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

With  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praise 


Ye  holy  throng 
Of  angels  bright, 


In  worlds  of  light 
Begin  the  song. 


2  The  shining  worlds  above 
In  glorious  order  stand, 
Or  in  swift  courses  move, 
By  his  supreme  command 


He  spake  the  word, 
And  all  their  frame 


From  nothing  came 
To  praise  the  Lord. 
Let  all  the  nations  fear 

The  God  that  rules  above  ; 
He  brings  his  people  near, 

And  makes  them  taste  his  love  : 


While  earth  and  sky 
Attempt  his  praise, 


His  saints  shall  raise 
His  honors  high. 


138.  L-M.  Watt,. 

Praise  from  all  Creatures. 

1  NATURE,  with  all  her  powers,  shall  sing 
Her  great  Creator  and  her  King  ; 

Nor  air,  nor  earth,  nor  skies,  nor  seas, 
Deny  the  tribute  of  their  praise. 

2  Ye  seraphs,  who  sit  near  his  throne, 
Begin  to  make  his  glories  known  ; 

Tune  high  your  harps,  and  spread  the  sound 
Throughout  creation's  utmost  bound. 

3  O,  may  our  ardent  zeal  employ 

Our  loftiest  thoughts  and  loudest  songs  ; 
Let  there  be  sung,  with  warmest  joy, 
Hosanna  from  ten  thousand  tongues. 
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4  Yet,  mighty  God,  our  feeble  frame 
Attempts  in  vain  to  reach  thy  name  ; 
The  highest  notes  that  angels  raise 
Fall  far  below  thy  glorious  praise. 

139.  L.  M.  6  L.  T.Moork. 

God  the  Life  and  Light  of  the  World. 

1  THOU  art,  O  God,  the  life  and  light 

Of  all  this  wondrous  world  we  see  ; 
Its  glow  by  day,  its  smile  by  night, 

Are  but  reflections  caught  from  thee. 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

2  When  day,  with  farewell  beam,  delays 

Among  the  opening  clouds  of  even, 
And  we  can  almost  think  wre  gaze 

Through  golden  vistas  into  heaven, 
Those  hues  that  make  the  sun's  decline 
So  soft,  so  radiant,  Lord,  are  thine. 

3  When  night,  with  wings  of  starry  gloom, 

O'ershadows  all  the  earth  and  skies, 
Like  some  dark,  beauteous  bird,  whose  plume 

Is  sparkling  with  unnumbered  eyes, 
That  sacred  gloom,  those  fires  divine, 
So  grand,  so  countless,  Lord,  are  thine. 

4  When  youthful  spring  around  us  breathes, 

Thy  spirit  warms  her  fragrant  sigh  ; 
And  every  flower  the  summer  wreaths 

Is  born  beneath  thy  kindling  eye  : 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

140.  C-  M.  Fbhbii. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  O  THOU,  enthroned  in  worlds  above, 
Our  Father  and  our  Friend, 
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Lo  !  at  the  footstool  of  thy  love 
Thy  children  humbly  bend. 

2  All  reverence  to  thy  name  be  given, 

Thy  kingdom  wide  displayed  : 
And,  as  thy  will  is  done  in  heaven, 
Be  it  on  earth  obeyed. 

3  Our  table  may  thy  bounty  spread, 

From  thine  exhaustless  store, 
From  day  to  day  with  daily  bread, 
Nor  would  we  ask  for  more. 

4  That  pardon  we  to  others  give, 

Do  thou  to  us  extend  ; 
From  all  temptation,  O,  relieve, 
From  every  ill  defend. 

5  And  now  to  thee  belong,  Most  High, 

The  kingdom,  glory,  power, 
Through  the  broad  earth  and  spacious  sky, 
Till  time  shall  be  no  more. 

141.  L.  M.  Steele. 

The  Voice  of  Nature. 

1  THERE  is  a  God,  all  nature  speaks, 

Through  earth,  and  air,  and  seas,  and  skies; 
See,  from  the  clouds  his  glory  breaks, 
When  the  first  beams  of  morning  rise  ! 

2  The  rising  sun,  serenely  bright, 

O'er  the  wide  world's  extended  frame 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

3  Diffusing  life,  his  influence  spreads, 

And  health  and  plenty  smile  around  ; 
And  fruitful  fields  and  verdant  meads 
Are  with  a  thousand  blessings  crowned. 

4  Ye  curious  minds,  who  roam  abroad, 

And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er  ! 
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ADORATION,   PRAISE,  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

Confess  the  footsteps  of  the  God, 
And  bow  before  him  and  adore. 

1  42.  C.    M.  WATTi. 

Praise  to  God. 

1  LET  thern  neglect  thy  glory,  Lord, 

Who  never  knew  thy  grace  ; 
But  our  loud  songs  shall  still  record 
The  wonders  of  thy  praise. 

2  We  raise  our  shouts,  O  God,  to  thee, 

And  send  them  to  thy  throne  ; 
All  glory  to  the  Father  be, 
The  undivided  One. 

3  Hosanna  !  let  the  earth  and  skies 

Repeat  the  joyful  sound  ; 
Rocks,  hills,  and  vales  reflect  the  voice 
In  one  eternal  round. 

\  43  •  C.    M.  Heoinbotham. 

Praise  at  all  Times. 

1  MY  soul  shall  praise  thee,  O  my  God, 

Through  all  my  mortal  days, 
And  in  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  In  every  smiling,  happy  hour, 

Be  this  my  sweet  employ  ; 
Thy  praise  refines  my  earthly  bliss, 
And  heightens  all  my  joy. 

3  When  anxious  grief  and  gloomy  care 

Afflict  my  throbbing  breast, 
My  tongue  shall  learn  to  speak  thy  praise, 
And  lull  each  pain  to  rest. 

4  Nor  shall  my  tongue  alone  proclaim 

The  honors  of  my  God  ; 
My  life,  with  all  its  active  powers, 
Shall  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

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ADORATION,  PRAISE,  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

5  And  when  these  lips  shall  cease  to  move, 

When  death  shall  close  these  eyes, 
My  soul  shall  then  to  nobler  heights 
Of  joy  and  transport  rise. 

6  My  powers  shall  then,  in  lofty  strains, 

Their  grateful  tribute  pay  ; 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  tongue, 
An  everlasting  day. 

144.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Universal  Praise. 

1  LET  every  creature  join 

To  praise  th'  eternal  God  ; 
Ye  heavenly  hosts,  the  song  begin, 
And  sound  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  sun  with  golden  beams, 

And  moon  with  paler  rays, 
Ike  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames, 
Shine  to  your  Maker's  praise. 

3  He  built  those  worlds  above, 

And  fixed  their  wondrous  frame  ; 
By  his  command  they  stand  or  move 
And  ever  speak  his  name. 

4  By  all  his  works  above 

His  honors  be  expressed  ; 
But  saints  that  taste  his  saving  love 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 

145.  S.  M.  Stkli. 

God  our  constant  Benefactor. 

1  MY  Maker  and  my  King, 

To  thee  my  all  I  owe  : 
Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring 
Whence  all  my  blessings  flow. 

2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind, 

A  thousand  reasons  move, 

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ADORATION,  PRAISE,  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

A  thousand  obligations  bind, 
My  heart  to  grateful  love. 

3  The  creature  of  thy  hand, 

On  thee  alone  I  live  : 
My  God,  thy  benefits  demand 

More  praise  than  tongue  can  give. 

4  O,  let  thy  grace  inspire 

My  soul  with  strength  divine  ; . 
Let  all  my  powers  to  thee  aspire, 
And  all  my  days  be  thine. 

l4-G»  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

God's  Mercies  above  all  Return. 

1  IN  glad  amazement,  Lord,  I  stand, 
Amidst  the  bounties  of  thy  hand  : 
How  numberless  those  bounties  are  ! 
How  rich,  how  various,  and  how  fair  ! 

2  But,  O,  what  poor  returns  I  make  ! 
What  lifeless  thanks  I  pay  thee  back  ! 
Lord,  I  confess,  with  humble  shame, 
My  offerings  scarce  deserve  the  name. 

3  Fain  would  my  laboring  heart  devise 
To  bring  some  nobler  sacrifice  ; 

It  sinks  beneath  the  mighty  load, 

"  What  shall  I  render  to  my  God  ?  " 

4  To  him  I  consecrate  my  praise, 
And  vow  the  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Yet  what,  at  best,  can  I  pretend 
Worthy  such  gifts  from  such  a  Friend  ! 

5  In  deep  abasement,  Lord,  I  see 
My  emptiness  and  poverty  : 
Enrich  my  soul  with  grace  divine, 
And  make  me  worthier  to  be  thine. 

6  Give  me,  at  length,  an  angel's  tongue, 
That  heaven  may  echo  with  my  song  : 

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ADORATION ,    PRAISE,   AND  THANKSGIVING. 

The  theme,  too  great  for  time,  shall  be 
The  joy  of  long  eternity. 

147.  L.  M.  Dyer. 

Praise  from  the  Works  of  God. 

1  GREATEST  of  beings  !  Source  of  life, 

Sovereign  of  air,  and  earth,  and  sea  ! 
All  nature  feels  thy  power,  and  all 
A  silent  homage  pays  to  thee. 

2  Waked  by  thy  hand,  the  morning  sun 

Pours  forth  to  thee  its  earlier  rayi, 
And  spreads  thy  glories  as  it  climbs  ; 

While  raptured  worlds  look  up  and  prafcnt 

3  The  moon  to  the  deep  shades  of  night 

Speaks  the  mild  lustre  of  thy  name  ; 
While  all  the  stars  that  cheer  the  scene 
Thee,  the  great  Lord  of  light,  proclaim. 

4  And  groves,  and  vales,  and  rocks,  and  hills, 

And  every  flower,  and  every  tree, 

Ten  thousand  creatures  warm  with  life, 

Have  each  a  grateful  song  for  thee. 

5  But  man  was  formed  to  rise  to  heaven  : 

And,  blest  with  reason's  clearer  light, 
He  views  his  Maker  through  his  works, 
And  glows  with  rapture  at  the  sight. 

6  Xor  run  the  thousand  songs  that  rise, 

Whether  from  air,  or  earth,  or  sea, 
So  well  repeat  Jehovah's  praise, 
Or  raise  such  sacred  harmony. 

148.  10  &  lis.  M.  Par*. 

Thanksgiving  and  Praise. 

\  MY  soul,  praise  the  Lord,  speak  good  of  his  name  ! 
His  mercies  record,  his  bounties  proclaim  : 
To  God,  their  creator,  let  all  creatures  raise 
The  song  of  thanksgiving,  the  chorus  of  praise  ! 

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ADORATION,  PRAISE,  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

Though  hid  from  man's  sight,  God  sits  on  his  throne, 
Yet  here  by  his  works  their  author  is  known  : 
The  world  shines  a  mirror  its  Maker  to  show, 
And  heaven  views  its  image  reflected  below. 
By  knowledge  supreme,  by  wisdom  divine, 
God  governs  this  earth  with  gracious  design  ; 
O'er  beast,  bird,  and  insect,  his  providence  reigns, 
Whose  will  first  created,  whose  love  still  sustains. 
And  man,  his  last  work,  with  reason  endued, 
Who,  falling  through  sin,  by  grace  is  renewed  ; 
To  God,  his  creator,  let  man  ever  raise 
The  song  of  thanksgiving,  the  chorus  of  praise  ! 

14:9.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Follen. 

Goodness  of  God. 

1  GOD,  thou  art  good  !  each  perfumed  flower, 

The  waving  field,  the  dark  green  wood, 
The  insect  fluttering  for  an  hour,  — 
All  things  proclaim  that  God  is  good. 

2  I  hear  it  in  each  breath  of  wind  ; 

The  hills  that  have  for  ages  stood, 

And  clouds  with  gold  and  silver  lined, 

All  still  repeat  that  God  is  good. 

3  Each  little  rill,  that  many  a  year 

Has  the  same  verdant  path  pursued, 
And  every  bird,  in  accents  clear, 
Joins  in  the  song  that  God  is  good. 

4  The  countless  hosts  of  twinkling  stars, 

That  sing  his  praise  with  light  renewed  ; 
The  rising  sun  each  day  declares, 
In  rays  of  glory,  God  is  good. 

5  The  moon,  that  walks  in  brightness,  says 

That  God  is  good  !  and  man,  endued 
With  power  to  speak  his  Maker's  praise, 
Should  still  repeat  that  God  is  good. 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

150*  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Song  of  Gratitude  and  Praise. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  through  all  my  days 
I  '11  tune  the  grateful  notes  of  praise  ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  opening  light, 
And  warble  to  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  care  would  break  my  rest, 
And  grief  would  tear  my  throbbing  breast, 
The  notes  of  praise,  ascending  high, 
Shall  check  the  murmur  and  the  sigh. 

3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 

Joy  through  my  swimming  eyes  shall  break, 
And  mean  the  thanks  I  cannot  speak. 

4  But,  O,  when  that  last  conflict 's  o'er, 
And  I  am  chained  to  earth  no  more, 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  I  rise, 
To  join  the  music  of  the  skies  ! 

5  Then  shall  I  learn  th'  exalted  strains 
That  echo  through  the  heavenly  plains, 
And  emulate,  with  joy  unknown, 

The  glowing  seraphs  round  thy  throne. 


PERFECTIONS   AND   PROVIDENCE   OF 
GOD. 

151.  L.  M.  Kippis. 

God  incomprehensible. 

1  GREAT  God  !  in  vain  man's  narrow  view 
Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through  ; 
Our  laboring  powers  with  reverence  own 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known. 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

2  Not  the  high  seraph's  mighty  thought, 
Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought, 
Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  can  find, 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

3  And  yet  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 
Enough  for  mortal  minds  to  know  ; 
While  wisdom,  goodness,  power  divine, 
Through  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

4  O,  may  our  souls  with  rapture  trace 
Thy  works  of  nature  and  of  grace  ; 
Explore  thy  sacred  truth,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will. 

152.  S.  P.  M.  Watts. 

The  Majesty  of  God. 

1  THE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
And  royal  state  maintains, 

His  head  with  awful  glories  crowned, 

Arrayed  in  robes  of  light, 

Begirt  with  sovereign  might, 
And  rays  of  majesty  around. 

2  Upheld  by  thy  commands, 
The  wrorld  securely  stands, 

And  skies  and  stars  obey  thy  word  ; 

Thy  throne  was  fixed  on  high 

Ere  stars  adorned  the  sky  ; 
Eternal  is  thy  kingdom,  Lord. 

3  Thy  promises  are  true  ; 
Thy  grace  is  ever  new  ; 

There  fixed,  thy  church  shall  ne'er  remove  ; 

Thy  saints,  with  holy  fear, 

Shall  in  thy  courts  appear, 
And  sing  thine  everlasting  love. 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

153.  CM.  Wait.. 

God  the  Creator. 

1  ETERNAL  Wisdom,  thee  we  praise  ; 

Thee  all  thy  creatures  sing  ; 
While  with  thy  name  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  palace,  ring. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye, 
And  decked  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  Thy  glories  blaze  all  nature  round, 

And  strike  the  gazing  sight, 
Through  skies,  and  seas,  and  solid  ground, 
With  terror  and  delight. 

4  Almighty  power,  and  equal  skill, 

Shine  through  the  worlds  abroad, 
Our  souls  with  vast  amazement  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 

5  But  still,  the  wonders  of  thy  grace 

Our  warmer  passions  move  ; 
Here  we  behold  our  Saviour's  face, 
And  here  adore  his  love. 

|_  04«  C.    M.  AjfONTMOUS. 

Is  there  a  God  ? 

IIS  there  a  God  ?     Yon  rising  sun 
In  answer  meet  replies, 
Writes  it  in  flame  upon  the  earth, 
Proclaims  it  round  the  skies. 

2  Is  there  a  God  ?     Hark  !  from  on  high 

His  thunder  shakes  the  poles  ; 
I  hear  his  voice  in  every  wind, 
In  every  wave  that  rolls. 

3  Is  there  a  God  ?     With  sacred  fear, 

I  upward  turn  my  eyes  ; 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

"  There  is  !  "  each  glittering  lamp  of  light,  — 

"  There  is  !  "  my  soul  replies. 
4  If  such  convictions  to  my  mind 
His  works  aloud  impart, 
O,  let  the  wisdom  of  his  word 
Inscribe  them  on  my  heart. 

155.  CM.  Tate  &  Brady. 

God  unchangeable. 

1  THROUGH  endless  years  thou  art  the  same, 

O  thou  eternal  God  ; 
Each  future  age  shall  know  thy  name, 
And  tell  thy  works  abroad. 

2  The  strong  foundations  of  the  earth 

Of  old  by  thee  were  laid  ; 
By  thee  the  beauteous  arch  of  heaven, 
With  matchless  skill,  was  made. 

3  Soon  shall  this  goodly  frame  of  things, 

Created  by  thy  hand, 
Be,  like  a  vesture,  laid  aside, 
And  changed  at  thy  command. 

4  But  thy  perfections,  all  divine, 

Eternal  as  thy  days, 
Through  everlasting  ages  shine, 
With  undiminished  rays. 

|  •){>.  L.  M.       Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Omnipresence  of  God. 

1  FATHER  of  spirits,  nature's  God  ! 

Our  inmost  thoughts  are  known  to  thee  ; 
Thou,  Lord,  canst  hear  each  idle  word, 
And  every  private  action  see. 

2  Could  we,  on  morning's  swiftest  wings, 

Pursue  our  flight  through  trackless  air, 
Or  dive  beneath  deep  ocean's  springs, 
Thy  presence  still  would  meet  us  there. 


PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

3  In  vain  may  guilt  attempt  to  fly, 

Concealed  beneath  the  pall  of  night  ; 
One  glance  from  thy  all-piercing  eye 
Can  kindle  darkness  into  light. 

4  Search  thou  our  hearts,  and  there  destroy 

Each  evil  thought,  each  secret  sin, 
And  fit  us  for  those  realms  of  joy, 
Where  naught  impure  shall  enter  in. 

157.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Omniscience  and  Omnipresence  of  God. 

1  LORD,  thou  hast  searched  and  seen  me  through  ; 
Thine  eye  commands,  with  piercing  view, 

My  rising  and  my  resting  hourf, 

My  heart  and  flesh,  with  all  their  powers. 

2  My  thoughts,  before  they  are  my  own, 
Are  to  my  God  distinctly  known  ; 

He  knows  the  words  I  mean  to  speak, 
Ere  from  my  opening  lips  they  break. 

3  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 

I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

4  Amazing  knowledge,  vast  and  great  ! 
What  large  extent  !  what  lofty  height  ! 
My  soul,  with  all  the  powers  I  boast, 
Is  in  the  boundless  prospect  lost. 

5  O,  may  these  thoughts  possess  my  breast, 
Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest, 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 
Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

158.  L.   M.  NxiDHAM. 

Wisdom  and  Knowledge  of  God. 

1   AWAKE,  my  tongue  ;  thy  tribute  bring 
To  Him  who  gave  thee  power  to  sing  ; 

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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

Praise  Him  who  has  all  praise  above, 
The  source  of  wisdom  and  of  love. 

2  How  vast  his  knowledge  !  how  profound  ! 

A  depth  where  all  our  thoughts  are  drowned  ! 
The  stars  he  numbers,  and  their  names 
He  gives  to  all  their  heavenly  flames. 

3  Through  each  bright  world  above,  behold 
Ten  thousand  thousand  charms  unfold  ; 
Earth,  air,  and  mighty  seas  combine 

To  speak  his  wisdom  all  divine. 
£  But  in  redemption,  O,  what  grace  ! 
Its  wonders,  O,  what  thought  can  trace  ! 
Here  wisdom  shines  for  ever  bright  ; 
Praise  him,  my  soul,  with  sweet  delight. 

159.  CM.  H.K.White. 

Mmighty  Power  and  Majesty  of  God. 

1  THE  Lord  our  God  is  clothed  with  might ; 

The  winds  obey  his  will  ; 
He  speaks,  and  in  the  heavenly  height 
The  rolling  sun  stands  still. 

2  Rebel,  ye  waves,  and  o'er  the  land 

With  threatening  aspect  roar  ; 
The  Lord  uplifts  his  awful  hand, 
And  chains  you  to  the  shore. 

3  Ye  winds  of  night,  your  force  combine ; 

Without  his  high  behest, 
Ye  shall  not,  in  the  mountain-pine, 
Disturb  the  sparrow's  nest. 

4  His  voice  sublime  is  heard  afar  ; 

In  distant  peals  it  dies  ; 
He  binds  the  whirlwinds  to  his  car, 
And  sweeps  the  howling  skies. 

5  Ye  nations  bend  ;  in  reverence  bend  ; 

Ye  monarchs,  wait  his  nod, 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

And  bid  the  choral  song  ascend 
To  celebrate  our  God. 
160.  CM.  Cowpki. 

Purposes  of  God  developed  by  his  Providence. 

1  GOD  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

His  wonders  to  perform  ; 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds  ye  so  much  dread 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  shall  break 
With  blessings  on  your  head. 

3  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence 
He  hides  a  smiling  face. 

4  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour  ; 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste, 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

5  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  work  in  vain  ; 
God  is  his  own  interpreter, 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

J_  {j  J_  #  L.    JVI.        Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Eternity  of  God. 

1  ERE  mountains  reared  their  forms  sublime, 

Or  heaven  and  earth  in  order  stood, 
Before  the  birth  of  ancient  time, 
From  everlasting  thou  art  God. 

2  A  thousand  ages,  in  their  flight, 

With  thee  are  as  a  fleeting  day  ; 
Past,  present,  future,  to  thy  sight 

At  once  their  various  scenes  display. 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

3  But  our  brief  life  's  a  shadowy  dream, 

A  passing  thought,  that  soon  is  o'er, 

That  fades  with  morning's  earliest  beam, 

And  fills  the  musing  mind  no  more. 

4  To  us,  O  Lord,  the  wisdom  give 

Each  passing  moment  so  to  spend, 
That  we  at  length  with  thee  may  live, 
Where  life  and  bliss  shall  never  end. 

162.  C.    M.  Watt.. 

Foreknowledge  and  Providence  of  God. 

1  LET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 

Abased  before  the  Lord  ! 
Whate'er  his  powerful  hand  has  formed, 
He  governs  with  a  word. 

2  Ten  thousand  ages  ere  the  skies 

Were  into  motion  brought, 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  present  to  his  thought. 

3  There  rs  not  a  sparrow,  nor  a  worm, 

O'erlooked  in  his  decrees  : 

He  raises  monarchs  to  a  throne, 

Or  sinks,  with  equal  ease. 

4  If  light  attend  the  course  we  go, 

,fT  is  he  provides  the  rays  ; 
And  't  is  his  hand  that  hides  the  sun, 
If  darkness  cloud  our  days. 

5  Trusting  thy  wisdom,  God  of  love  ! 

We  would  not  wish  to  know 
What,  in  the  book  of  thy  decrees, 
Awaits  us  here  below. 

6  Be  this  alone  our  fervent  prayer  ; 

Whate'er  our  lot  shall  be,  — 
Or  joys,  or  sorrows,  — may  they  form 
Our  souls  for  heaven  and  thee  ! 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

163.  C.  M.  wxt„. 

God  is  everywhere. 

1  IN  all  my  vast  concerns  with  thee, 

In  vain  my  soul  would  try 
To  shun  thy  presence,  Lord,  or  flee 
The  notice  of  thine  eye. 

2  Thine  all-surrounding  sight  surveys 

My  rising  and  my  rest  ; 
My  public  walks,  my  private  ways, 
And  secrets  of  my  breast. 

3  My  thoughts  lie  open  to  the  Lord, 

Before  they  're  formed  within  ; 
And,  ere  my  lips  pronounce  the  word, 
He  knows  the  sense  I  mean. 

4  O,  wondrous  knowledge,  deep  and  high  ! 

Where  can  a  creature  hide  ? 
Within  thy  circling  arms  I  lie, 
Beset  on  every  side. 

5  So  let  thy  grace  surround  me  still, 

And  like  a  bulwark  prove, 
To  guard  my  soul  from  every  ill, 
Secured  by  sovereign  love. 

164*  L-  M-  Watts- 

Perfections  and  Providence  of  God. 

1  HIGH  in  the  heavens,  Eternal  God  ! 

Thy  goodness  in  full  glory  shines  ; 
Thy  truth  shall  break  through  every  cloud 
That  veils  and  darkens  thy  designs. 

2  For  ever  firm  thy  justice  stands, 

As  mountains  their  foundations  keep  ; 
Wise  are  the  wonders  of  thy  hands  ; 
Thy  judgments  are  a  mighty  deep. 

3  Thy  providence  is  kind  and  large  ; 

Both  man  and  beast  thy  bounty  share; 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

The  whole  creation  is  thy  charge, 
But  saints  are  thy  peculiar  care. 

4  My  God  !  how  excellent  thy  grace, 

Whence  all  our  hope  and  comfort  springs  ! 
The  sons  of  Adam  in  distress 
Fly  to  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

5  Life,  like  a  fountain,  rich  and  free, 

Springs  from  the  presence  of  my  Lord  ; 
And  in  thy  light  our  souls  shall  see 
The  glories  promised  in  thy  word. 

1G5«  L.    M.    6  L.  Montgomery. 

God  good  and  omniscient. 

1  HOW  precious  are  thy  thoughts  of  peace, 

O  God  !  to  me,  —  how  great  the  sum  ! 
New  every  morn,  they  never  cease  ; 

They  were,  they  are,  and  yet  shall  come, 
In  number  and  in  compass  more 
Than  ocean's  sand,  or  ocean's  shore. 

2  Search  me,  O  God  !  and  know  my  heart ; 

Try  me,  my  secret  soul  survey  ; 
And  warn  thy  servant  to  depart 

From  every  false  and  evil  way  : 
So  shall  thy  truth  my  guidance  be, 
In  life  and  immortality . 

166.  C-   M'  Fawmtt. 

The  Ways  of  God  inscrutable. 

1  THY  way,  O  God  !  is  in  the  sea  ; 

Thy  paths  I  cannot  trace, 

Nor  comprehend  the  mystery 

Of  thine  unbounded  grace. 

2  Here  the  dark  veils  of  flesh  and  sense 

My  captive  soul  surround  ; 
Mysterious  deeps  of  providence 
My  inward  thoughts  confound. 


PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

3  As,  through  a  glass,  I  dimly  see 

The  wonders  of  thy  love, 
How  little  do  I  know  of  thee, 
Or  of  the  joys  above  ! 

4  Though  but  in  part  I  know  thy  will, 

I  bless  thee  for  the  sight  : 
When  will  thy  love  the  whole  reveal 
In  glory's  clearer  light  ? 

5  In  rapture  shall  I  then  survey 

Thy  providence  and  grace  ; 
And  spend  an  everlasting  day 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

167.  8     &     7S.     M.  BoWRIKG. 

God  is  Love. 

1  GOD  is  love  ;  his  mercy  brightens 

All  the  path  in  which  we  rove ; 
Bliss  he  wakes  and  woe  he  lightens  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

2  Chance  and  change  are  busy  ever ; 

Man  decays,  and  ages  move  ; 
But  his  mercy  waneth  never  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

3  E'en  the  hour  that  darkest  seemeth 

Will  his  changeless  goodness  prove  ; 
From  the  gloom  his  brightness  streameth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

4  He  with  earthly  cares  entwineth 

Hope  and  comfort  from  above  : 
Everywhere  his  glory  shineth  ; 
God  is  wisdom,  God  is  love. 

X68»  CM.  GlBBOXS. 

Goodness  of  God. 

1   THY  goodness,  Lord,  our  souls  confess  ; 
Thy  goodness  we  adore  ;  — 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

A  spring  whose  blessings  never  fail  ; 
A  sea  without  a  shore. 

2  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  thy  love  declare 

In  every  golden  ray  ; 
Love  draws  the  curtains  of  the  night, 
And  love  brings  back  the  day. 

3  Thy  bounty  every  season  crowns 

With  all  the  bliss  it  yields, 
With  joyful  clusters  loads  the  vines, 
With  strengthening  grain  the  fields. 

4  But  chiefly  thy  compassion,  Lord, 

Is  in  the  gospel  seen  ; 
There,  like  a  sun,  thy  mercy  shines, 
Without  a  cloud  between. 

5  There  pardon,  peace,  and  holy  joy, 

Through  Jesus'  name,  are  given  ; 
He  on  the  cross  was  lifted  high, 
That  we  might  reign  in  heaven. 

169.  S-    M.  Watts. 

Praising  God  for  Mercies. 

1  O,  BLESS  the  Lord,  my  soul ! 

Let  all  within  me  join, 
And  aid  my  tongue  to  bless  his  name, 
Whose  favors  are  divine. 

2  O,  bless  the  Lord,  my  soul, 

Nor  let  his  mercies  lie 
Forgotten  in  unthankfulness, 
And  without  praises  die. 

3  'T  is  he  forgives  thy  sins, 

'T  is  he  relieves  thy  pain, 
*T  is  he  that  heals  thy  sicknesses, 
And  makes  thee  young  again. 

4  He  crowns  thy  life  with  love, 

When  ransomed  from  the  grave  : 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

He  that  redeemed  my  soul  from  death 
Hath  sovereign  power  to  save. 

5  He  fills  the  poor  with  good  ; 

He  gives  the  sufferers  rest : 
The  Lord  hath  judgments  for  the  proud, 
And  justice  for  th'  oppressed. 

6  His  wondrous  works  and  ways 

He  made  by  Moses  known  ; 
But  sent  the  world  his  truth  and  grace 
By  his  beloved  Son. 

170.  H.    M.  J.  Young. 
God's  wondrous  Love. 

1  O,  FOR  a  shout  of  joy 

Loud  as  the  theme  we  sing ! 
To  this  divine  employ 

Your  hearts  and  voices  bring  ; 
Sound,  sound,  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  love,  th'  eternal  love,  of  God. 

2  Unnumbered  myriads  stand, 

Of  seraphs  bright  and  fair, 
Or  bow  at  his  right  hand, 

And  pay  their  homage  there  ; 
But  strive  in  vain,  with  loudest  chord, 
To  sound  the  wondrous  love  of  God. 

3  Though  earth  and  hell  assail, 

And  doubts  and  fears  arise, 
The  weakest  shall  prevail, 
And  grasp  the  heavenly  prize, 
And  through  an  endless  age  record, 
The  love,  th'  unchanging  love,  of  God. 

171.  S.     M.  BURDIR. 

God  is  Love. 

1  COME,  ye  that  know  and  fear  the  Lord, 
And  lift  your  souls  above  ; 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

Let  every  heart  and  voice  accord, 
To  sing,  that  God  is  love. 

2  Behold,  his  loving-kindness  waits 

For  those  who  from  him  rove, 
And  calls  of  mercy  reach  their  hearts, 
To  teach  them  God  is  love. 

3  O,  may  we  all,  while  here  below, 

This  best  of  blessings  prove  : 
Till  warmer  hearts,  in  brighter  worlds, 
Shall  shout  that  God  is  love. 

1  72.  S.     M.  DODDRIDGI. 

God's  Care  a  Remedy  for  ours. 

1  HOW  gentle  God's  commands  ! 

How  kind  his  precepts  are  ! 
Come,  cast  your  burdens  on  the  Lord, 
And  trust  his  constant  care. 

2  His  bounty  will  provide, 

His  saints  securely  dwell ; 
That  hand  which  bears  creation  up 
Shall  guard  his  children  well. 

3  Why  should  this  anxious  load 

Press  down  your  weary  mind  : 
O,  seek  your  Heavenly  Father's  throne, 
And  peace  and  comfort  find. 

4  His  goodness  stands  approved, 

Unchanged  from  day  to  day  ; 
I  '11  drop  my  burden  at  his  feet, 
And  bear  a  song  away. 

173»  CM.  MOKTGOMMIT. 

The  Earth  full  of  the  Goodness  of  God. 
1   GOD,  in  the  high  and  holy  place, 
Looks  down  upon  the  spheres  ; 
Yet,  in  his  providence  and  grace, 
To  every  eye  appears. 


PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

2  He  bows  the  heavens  ;  the  mountains  stand, 

A  highway  for  our  God  ; 
He  walks  amidst  the  desert-land  ; 
'T  is  Eden  where  he  trod. 

3  The  forests  in  his  strength  rejoice  ; 

Hark  !  on  the  evening  breeze, 
As  once  of  old,  Jehovah's  voice 
Is  heard  among  the  trees. 

4  In  every  stream  his  bounty  flows, 

Diffusing  joy  and  wealth ; 
In  every  breeze  his  spirit  blows,  — 
The  breath  of  life  and  health. 

5  His  blessings  fall  in  plenteous  showers 

Upon  the  lap  of  earth, 
That  teems  with  foliage,  fruits,  and  flowers, 
And  rings  with  infant  mirth. 

6  If  God  hath  made  this  world  so  fair, 

Where  sin  and  death  abound, 
How  beautiful  beyond  compare 
Will  paradise  be  found  ! 

1 74.  c.  m.  w«i,. 

God's  Goodness. 

1  SWEET  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 

My  God,  my  Heavenly  King  ! 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  songs  of  glory  sing. 

2  God  reigns  on  high,  but  ne'er  confines 

His  goodness  to  the  skies  ; 
Through  all  the  earth  his  bounty  shines, 
And  every  want  supplies. 

3  How  kind  are  thy  compassions,  Lord  ! 

How  slow  thine  anger  moves  ! 
But  soon  he  sends  his  pardoning  word, 
To  cheer  the  souls  he  loves. 


PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

4  Sweet  is  the  memory  of  thy  grace, 
My  God,  my  Heavenly  King  ! 
Let  age  to  age  thy  righteousness 
In  songs  of  glory  sing. 

175»  CM.  Browne. 

Universal  Goodness  of  God. 

1  LORD  !  thou  art  good  ;  all  nature  shows 

Its  mighty  author  kind  ; 
Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows, 
Full,  free,  and  unconfined. 

2  The  whole,  and  every  part,  proclaims 

Thine  infinite  good-will  ; 
It  shines  in  stars,  and  flows  in  streams, 
And  blooms  on  every  hill. 

3  We  view  it  o'er  the  spreading  main, 

And  heavens  which  spread  more  wide ; 
It  drops  in  gentle  showers  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  every  tide. 

4  Long  hath  it  been  diffused  abroad, 

Through  ages  past  and  gone  ; 
Nor  ever  can  exhausted  be, 
But  still  keeps  flowing  on. 

5  Through  the  vast  whole  it  pours  supplies, 

Spreads  joy  through  every  part  : 
O,  may  such  love  attract  my  eyes, 
And  captivate  my  heart  ! 

6  My  highest  admiration  raise, 

My  best  affections  move  i 
Employ  my  tongue  in  songs  of  praise, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  love  ! 

176.  ?S-     M.  MlLTOH. 

Perfections  and  Providence  of  God. 

1  LET  us  with  a  joyful  mind 
Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  kind, 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

For  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

2  Let  us  sound  his  name  abroad, 
For  of  gods  he  is  the  God, 
Who  by  wisdom  did  create 
Heaven's  expanse  and  all  its  state  ; 

3  Did  the  solid  earth  ordain 
How  to  rise  above  the  main  : 
Who,  by  his  commanding  might, 
Filled  the  new-made  world  with  light  ; 

4  Caused  the  golden-tressed  sun 
All  the  day  his  course  to  run  ; 
And  the  moon  to  shine  by  night, 
'Mid  her  spangled  sisters  bright. 

5  All  his  creatures  God  doth  feed, 
His  full  hand  supplies  their  need  ; 
Let  us  therefore  warble  forth 
His  high  majesty  and  worth. 

6  He  his  mansion  hath  on  high, 
'Bove  the  reach  of  mortal  eye  ; 
And  his  mercies  shall  endure, 
Ever  faithful,  ever  sure. 

177.  CM.  Tate  &  Brady. 

God's  Condescension. 

1  O  THOU,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 

Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou  ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 

2  When  heaven,  thy  glorious  work  on  high, 

Employs  my  wondering  sight,  — 
The  moon,  that  nightly  rules  the  sky, 
With  stars  of  feebler  light,  — 

3  Lord,  what  is  man,  that  he  is  blessed 

With  thy  peculiar  care  ! 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

Why  on  his  offspring  is  conferred 
Of  love  so  large  a  share  ? 

4  O  Thou,  to  whom  all  creatures  bow 
Within  this  earthly  frame, 
Through  all  the  world  how  great  art  thou  ! 
How  glorious  is  thy  name  ! 

178.  C.  P.  M.  Exeter  Coll 

Providential  Goodness  of  God. 

1  GREAT  Source  of  unexhausted  good, 
Who  giv'st  us  health,  and  friends,  and  food, 

And  peace,  and  calm  content, 
Like  fragrant  incense,  to  the  skies 
Let  songs  of  grateful  praises  rise, 

For  all  thy  blessings  lent. 

2  Through  all  the  dangers  of  the  day, 
Thy  providence  attends  our  way, 

To  guard  us  and  to  guide  ; 
Thy  grace  directs  our  wandering  will, 
And  warns  us,  lest  seducing  ill 

Allure  our  souls  aside. 

3  Thy  smiles,  with  a  reviving  light, 
Cheer  the  long,  darksome  hours  of  night, 

And  gild  the  thickest  gloom  ; 
Thy  watchful  love  around  our  bed 
Doth  softly,  like  a  curtain,  spread, 

And  guard  the  peaceful  room. 

4  To  thee  our  lives,  our  all,  we  owe, 
Our  peace  and  sweetest  joys  below, 

And  brightest  hopes  above  ; 
Then  let  our  lives,  and  all  that  's  ours, 
Our  souls,  and  all  our  active  powers, 

Be  sacred  to  thy  love. 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

J  79*  S.  M.  Christiak  Psalmist 

God  working  in  the  Soul. 

1  'T  IS  God,  the  Spirit,  leads 

In  paths  before  unknown  : 
The  work  to  be  performed  is  ours  ; 
The  strength  is  all  his  own. 

2  Assisted  by  his  grace, 

We  still  pursue  our  way, 
And  hope  at  last  to  reach  the  prize, 
Secure  in  endless  day. 

3  'T  is  he  that  works  to  will, 

'T  is  he  that  works  to  do, 
His  is  the  power  by  which  we  act, 
His  be  the  glory  too. 

180.  L.    M.  DODDRIDOI. 

Providential  Bounties  improved. 

1  FATHER  of  lights  !  we  sing  thy  name 

Who  kindlest  up  the  lamp  of  day  ; 
Wide  as  he  spreads  his  golden  flame, 
His  beams  thy  power  and  love  display. 

2  Fountain  of  good  !  from  thee  proceed 

The  copious  drops  of  genial  rain, 
Which,  o'er  the  hill  and  through  the  mead, 
Revive  the  grass,  and  swell  the  grain. 

3  Through  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  spread  ; 

Yet  millions  of  our  guilty  race, 
Though  by  thy  daily  bounty  fed, 

Affront  thy  law,  and  spurn  thy  grace. 

4  Not  so  may  our  forgetful  hearts 

O'erlook  the  tokens  of  thy  care  ; 
But  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts 

Still  own  in  praise,  still  ask  in  prayer. 

5  So  shall  our  suns  more  grateful  shine, 

And  showers  in  sweeter  drops  shall  fall, 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

When  all  our  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
And  thou,  O  God  !  enjoyed  in  all. 

181.  L.  M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

Deliverances  acknowledged. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  whose  gracious  power 

Through  varied  deaths  my  soul  hath  led, 
Or  turned  aside  the  fatal  hour, 
Or  lifted  up  my  sinking  head,  — 

2  In  all  my  ways  thy  hand  I  own, 

Thy  ruling  providence  I  see  ; 
Assist  me  still  my  course  to  run, 
And  still  direct  my  paths  to  thee. 

3  Whither,  O,  whither  should  I  fly, 

But  to  my  loving  Father's  breast, 
Secure  within  thine  arms  to  lie, 

And  safe  beneath  thy  wings  to  rest  ? 

4  I  have  no  skill  the  snare  to  shun  ; 

But  thou,  O  God,  my  wisdom  art  : 
I  ever  into  ruin  run  ; 

But  thou  art  greater  than  my  heart. 

5  Foolish,  and  impotent,  and  blind, 

Lead  me  a  way  I  have  not  known  ; 
Bring  me  where  I  my  heaven  may  find,  — 
The  heaven  of  loving  thee  alone. 

182.  L.  M.  Addison. 
The  Heavens  declare  the  Glory  of  God. 

1   THE  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame, 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 
Th'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Doth  his  Creator's  power  display  ; 
And  publishes  to  every  land 
The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 


PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

2  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  wondrous  tale, 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 

Whilst  all  the  stars  which  round  her  burn, 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn, 
Confirm  the  tidings  as  they  roll, 
And  spread  the  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

3  What  though,  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball  ; 
What  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound 
Amidst  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  ; 
In  reason's  ear  they  all  rejoice, 
And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice  ; 
For  ever  singing,  as  they  shine,  — 

"  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divine." 

183«  6s.  M.  Drcmmohd. 

Unity  of  God. 

1  THE  God  who  reigns  alone 

O'er  earth,  and  sea,  and  sky, 
Let  man  with  praises  own, 
And  sound  his  honors  high. 

2  Him  all  in  heaven  above, 

Him  all  on  earth  below, 
Th'  exhaustless  Source  of  love, 
The  great  Creator,  know. 

3  He  formed  the  living  frame, 

He  gave  the  reasoning  mind  ; 
Then  only  he  may  claim 
The  worship  of  mankind. 

4  So  taught  his  only  Son, 

Blest  messenger  of  grace  ! 
Th'  Eternal  is  but  one, 
No  second  holds  his  place. 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

1 84.  S.  M.  wat«. 

God  our  Shepherd. 

1  THE  Lord  my  Shepherd  is  ;     ■ 

I  shall  be  well  supplied  ; 
Since  he  is  mine,  and  I  am  his, 
What  can  I  want  beside  ? 

2  He  leads  me  to  the  place 

Where  heavenly  pasture  grows, 
Where  living  waters  gently  pass, 
And  full  salvation  flows. 

3  If  e'er  I  go  astray, 

He  doth  my  soul  reclaim, 
And  guides  me,  in  his  own  right  way, 
For  his  most  holy  name. 

4  While  he  affords  his  aid, 

I  cannot  yield  to  fear  ; 
Though  I  should  walk  through  death's  dark  shade, 
My  Shepherd  's  with  me  there. 

185.  L.  M.  6L.  Addhoh. 

God  our  Shepherd. 

1  THE  Lord  my  pasture  shall  prepare, 
And  feed  me  with  a  shepherd's  care  ; 
His  presence  shall  my  wants  supply, 
And  guard  me  with  a  watchful  eye  : 
My  noonday  walks  he  shall  attend, 
And  all  my  midnight  hours  defend. 

2  When  in  the  sultry  glebe  I  faint, 
Or  on  the  thirsty  mountain  pant, 
To  fertile  vales  and  dewy  meads 
My  weary,  wandering  steps  he  leads, 
Where  peaceful  rivers,  soft  and  slow, 
Amid  the  verdant  landscape  flow. 

3  Though  in  a  bare  and  rugged  way, 
Through  devious,  lonely  wilds  I  stray, 

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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

Thy  bounty  shall  my  pains  beguile  ; 
The  barren  wilderness  shall  smile, 
With  sudden  greens  and  herbage  crowned, 
And  streams  shall  murmur  all  around. 
4  Though  in  the  paths  of  death  I  tread, 
With  gloomy  horrors  overspread, 
My  steadfast  heart  shall  fear  no  ill  ; 
For  thou,  O  Lord  !  art  with  me  still  ; 
Thy  friendly  crook  shall  give  me  aid, 
And  guide  me  through  the  dreadful  shade. 

186.  7s.  M.  Wesleyan. 

God  a  Refuge. 

1  FATHER,  Refuge  of  my  soul, 

Let  me  to  thy  bosom  fly, 
While  the  nearer  waters  roll, 

While  the  tempest  still  is  high  : 
Hide  me,  O  my  Father,  hide, 

Till  the  storm  of  life  is  past  ; 
Safe  into  the  haven  guide  ; 

O,  receive  my  soul  at  last ! 

2  Other  refuge  have  I  none  ; 

Helpless  hangs  my  soul  on  thee  ; 
Leave,  O,  leave  me  not  alone  ! 

Still  support  and  comfort  me. 
All  my  trust  on  thee  is  stayed, 

All  my  help  from  thee  I  bring  ; 
Cover  my  defenceless  head 

With  the  shadow  of  thy  wing. 

3  Thou,  O  God,  art  all  I  want ; 

Boundless  love,  through  Christ,  I  find  : 
Raise  the  fallen,  cheer  the  faint, 

Heal  the  sick,  and  lead  the  blind. 
Thou  of  life  the  fountain  art  ; 

Freely  let  me  take  of  thee  ; 
Reign,  O  Lord,  within  my  heart ; 

Reign  to  all  eternity. 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

187.  H.M.  w«t.. 

God's  Mercies  of  Creation  and  Redemption. 

1   GIVE  thanks  to  God  most  high, 
The  universal  Lord  ; 
The  sovereign  King  of  kings  ; 
And  be  his  grace  adored. 


His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same 


And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 
How  mighty  is  his  hand  ! 

What  wonders  hath  he  done  ! 
He  formed  the  earth  and  seas, 
And  spread  the  heavens  alone. 


Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure 


And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 
3  He  sent  his  only  Son 

To  save  us  from  our  woe, 
From  darkness,  sin,  and  death, 
And  every  hurtful  foe. 


His  power  and  grace 
Are  still  the  same 


And  let  his  name 
Have  endless  praise. 
Give  thanks  aloud  to  God, 

To  God  the  Heavenly  King  ; 
And  let  the  spacious  earth 
His  works  and  glories  sing. 


Thy  mercy,  Lord, 
Shall  still  endure 


And  ever  sure 
Abides  thy  word. 


188.  CM.  Doddridge. 

God  our  All. 

1  HOW  firm  the  saint's  foundation  stands  ! 

His  hopes  can  ne'er  remove, 
Sustained  by  God's  almighty  hand, 
And  sheltered  in  his  love. 

2  God  is  the  treasure  of  his  soul, 

A  source  of  sacred  joy, 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

Which  no  afflictions  can  control, 
Nor  death  itself  destroy. 
3  Lord,  may  we  feel  thy  cheering  beams, 
And  taste  thy  saints'  repose  ; 
We  will  not  mourn  the  perished  streams, 
While  such  a  fountain  flows. 

189.  L.  M.  6L.  Bowwno. 

God's  merciful  Providence. 

1  O,  LET  my  trembling  soul  be  still, 

While  darkness  veils  this  mortal  eye, 
And  wait  thy  wise,  thy  holy  will, 

Wrapped  yet  in  fears  and  mystery  : 
I  cannot,  Lord,  thy  purpose  see  ; 
Yet  all  is  wrell,  since  ruled  by  thee. 

2  When,  mounted  on  thy  clouded  car, 

Thou  send'st  thy  darker  spirits  down, 
I  can  discern  thy  light  afar, 

Thy  light  sweet  beaming  through  thy  frown  ; 
And,  should  I  faint  a  moment,  then 
I  think  of  thee,  and  smile  again. 

3  So,  trusting  in  thy  love,  I  tread 

The  narrow  path  of  duty  on  : 
What  though  some  cherished  joys  are  fled  ? 

What  though  some  flattering  dreams  are  gone  ? 
Yet  purer,  brighter  joys  remain  : 
Why  should  my  spirit,  then,  complain  ? 

190.  cm.  w«„. 

God,  as  seen  in  Nature. 

1  I  SING  th'  almighty  power  of  God, 

That  made  the  mountains  rise, 
That  spread  the  flowing  seas  abroad, 
And  built  the  lofty  skies. 

2  I  sing  the  wisdom  that  ordained 

The  sun  to  rule  the  day  ; 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

The  moon  shines  full  at  his  command, 
And  all  the  stars  obey. 

3  I  sing  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 

That  filled  the  earth  with  food  ; 
He  formed  the  creatures  with  his  word, 
And  then  pronounced  them  good. 

4  Lord  !  how  thy  wonders  are  displayed, 

Where'er  I  turn  mine  eye  ! 
If  I  survey  the  ground  I  tread, 
Or  gaze  upon  the  sky  ! 

5  There  's  not  a  plant  or  flower  below, 

But  makes  thy  glories  known  ; 
And  clouds  arise,  and  tempests  blow, 
By  order  from  thy  throne. 

6  Creatures  that  borrow  life  from  thee 

Are  subject  to  thy  care  ; 
There  's  not  a  place  where  we  can  flee, 
But  God  is  present  there. 

191.  S.  M.  -      Stiele. 

God  our  Father. 

1  MY  Father  !  cheering  name  ! 

O,  may  I  call  thee  mine  ? 
Give  me  the  humble  hope  to  claim 
A  portion  so  divine. 

2  This  can  my  fears  control, 

And  bid  my  sorrows  fly  : 
What  real  harm  can  reach  my  soul 
Beneath  my  Father's  eye  ? 

3  Whate'er  thy  will  denies, 

I  calmly  would  resign  ; 
For  thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise : 
O,  bend  my  will  to  thine  ! 

4  Whate'er  thy  will  ordains, 

O,  give  me  strength  to  bear  ; 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

Still  let  me  know  a  father  reigns, 
And  trust  a  father's  care. 

5  Thy  ways  are  little  known 

To  my  weak,  erring  sight  ; 

Yet  shall  my  soul,  believing,  own 

That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 

6  My  Father  !  —  blissful  name  ! 

Above  expression  dear  ! 
If  thou  accept  my  humble  claim, 
I  bid  adieu  to  fear. 

192.  C.    M.  Watts 

The  Works  of  God  recounted  to  Posterity. 

1  LET  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 

Which  God  performed  of  old, 
Which  in  our  younger  years  we  saw, 
And  which  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known, 

His  works  of  power  and  grace  ; 
And  we  '11  convey  his  wonders  down 
Through  every  rising  race. 

3  Our  lips  shall  tell  them  to  our  sons, 

And  they  again  to  theirs, 
That  generations  yet  unborn 
May  teach  them  to  their  heirs. 

4  Thus  shall  they  learn,  in  God  alone 

Their  hope  securely  stands, 
That  they  may  ne'er  forget  his  works, 
But  practise  his  commands. 

193.  L.  M.  Flint's  Coll. 

The  Divine  Glories  celebrated. 

1   TO  thee,  O  Lord,  with  humble  fear, 

The  heavenly  hosts  their  voices  raise  ; 
E'en  mortals  share  thy  bounties  here  ; 
Let  mortals,  too,  attempt  thy  praise. 
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PERFECTIONS  AND  PROVIDENCE  OF  GOD. 

2  Of  all  things  thou  the  parent  art, 

Of  all  things  thou  alone  the  end  ; 

On  thee  still  fix  our  wandering  heart, 

To  thee  let  all  our  actions  tend. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  art  light  ;  thy  native  ray 

No  shade,  no  variation  knows  ; 

To  our  dark  souls  thy  light  display, 

The  glory  of  thy  face  disclose. 

4  Thou,  Lord,  art  love  ;  the  fountain  thou 

Whence  mercy  unexhausted  flows  ; 
On  barren  hearts,  O,  shed  it  now, 
And  make  the  desert  bear  the  rose  \ 

5  So  shall  our  every  power  to  thee 

In  love  and  holy  service  rise  ; 
Yea,  body,  soul,  and  spirit  be 
Thy  ever-living  sacrifice. 

194:.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Gilmak. 

God  our  Father. 

1  IS  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour, 

When  worldly  pleasures  lose  their  power  ? 
My  Father  !  let  me  turn  to  thee, 
And  set  each  thought  of  darkness  free. 

2  Is  there  a  time  of  rushing  grief, 
Which  scorns  the  prospect  of  relief  ? 
My  Father  !  break  the  cheerless  gloom, 
And  bid  my  heart  its  calm  resume. 

3  Is  there  an  hour  of  peace  and  joy, 
When  hope  is  all  my  soul's  employ  ? 
My  Father  !  still  my  hopes  will  roam, 
Until  they  rest  with  thee,  their  home. 

4  The  noontide  blaze,  the  midnight  scene, 
The  dawn,  or  twilight's  sweet  serene, 
The  glow  of  life,  the  dying  hour, 
Shall  own  my  Father's  grace  and  power. 

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THE    SCRIPTURES. 

195.  L-  P.  M.  w.tt.. 

Delight  and  Instruction  from  the  Bible. 

1  I  LOVE  the  volume  of  thy  word  ; 
What  light  and  joy  those  leaves  afford 

To  souls  benighted  and  distressed  ! 
Thy  precepts  guide  my  doubtful  way  ; 
Thy  fear  forbids  my  feet  to  stray  ; 

Thy  promise  leads  my  heart  to  rest. 

2  Thy  threatenings  wake  my  slumbering  eyes, 
And  warn  me  where  my  danger  lies  ; 

But  't  is  thy  blessed  gospel,  Lord, 
That  makes  my  guilty  conscience  clean, 
Converts  my  soul,  subdues  my  sin, 

And  gives  a  free,  but  large,  reward. 

3  Who  knows  the  errors  of  his  thoughts  ? 
My  God,  forgive  my  secret  faults, 

And  from  presumptuous  sins  restrain  ; 
Accept  my  poor  attempts  of  praise, 
That  I  have  read  thy  book  of  grace, 

And  book  of  nature,  not  in  vain. 

196.  L-  M.  Watts. 

Strength  and  Peace  from  the  Divine  Word. 

1  THERE  is  a  stream  whose  gentle  flow 

Supplies  the  city  of  our  God  : 
Life,  love,  and  joy  still  gliding  through, 
And  watering  our  divine  abode. 

2  That  sacred  stream,  thy  holy  word, 

Supports  our  faith,  our  fear  controls  ; 
Sweet  peace  thy  promises  afford, 

And  give  new  strength  to  fainting  souls. 
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THE  SCRIPTURES. 

197.  CM.  cow,™. 

Light  and  Glory  of  the  Word. 

1  THE  Spirit  breathes  upon  the  word, 

And  brings  the  truth  to  sight ; 
Precepts  and  promises  afford 
A  sanctifying  light. 

2  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 

Majestic  like  the  sun  : 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age  ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

3  The  hand  that  gave  it  still  supplies 

The  gracious  light  and  heat  : 
His  truths  upon  the  nations  rise  ; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

4  Let  everlasting  thanks  be  thine 

For  such  a  bright  display, 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

5  My  soul  rejoices  to  pursue 

The  steps  of  Him  I  love, 

Till  glory  break  upon  my  view 

In  brighter  worlds  above. 

1QS.  L.  M.  6  L.     Spirit  or  the  Psalms. 

Praise  to  God  for  his  Word. 

1  JOIN,  all  ye  servants  of  the  Lord, 
To  praise  him  for  his  sacred  word,  — 
That  word,  like  manna,  sent  from  heaven, 
To  all  who  seek  it  freely  given  ; 

Its  promises  our  fears  remove, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  joy  and  love. 

2  It  tells  us,  though  oppressed  with  cares, 
The  God  of  mercy  hears  our  prayers  ; 
Though  steep  and  rough  th'  appointed  way, 
His  mighty  arm  shall  be  our  stay  ; 

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THE  SCRIPTURES. 

Though  deadly  foes  assail  our  peace, 
His  power  shall  bid  their  malice  cease. 
3  It  tells  who  first  inspired  our  breath, 
And  who  redeemed  our  souls  from  death  ; 
It  tells  of  grace,  —  grace  freely  given,  — 
And  shows  the  path  to  God  and  heaven  : 
O,  bless  we,  then,  our  gracious  Lord, 
For  all  the  treasures  of  his  word. 

199.  L.    M.  BOWRIKO. 

Progress  of  Gospel  Truth. 

1  UPON  the  gospel's  sacred  page 

The  gathered  beams  of  ages  shine  ; 
And,  as  it  hastens,  every  age 

But  makes  its  brightness  more  divine. 

2  On  mightier  wing,  in  loftier  flight, 

From  year  to  year  does  knowledge  soar  ; 
And,  as  it  soars,  the  gospel  light 

Adds  to  its  influence  more  and  more. 

3  Truth,  strengthened  by  the  strength  of  thought, 

Pours  inexhaustible  supplies, 
Whence  sagest  teachers  may  be  taught, 
And  wisdom's  self  become  more  wise. 

4  More  glorious  still  as  centuries  roll, 

New  regions  blessed,  new  powers  unfurled, 
Expanding  with  th'  expanding  soul, 
Its  waters  shall  o'erflow  the  world  ;  — 

5  Flow  to  restore,  but  not  destroy  ; 

As  when  the  cloudless  lamp  of  day 
Pours  out  its  floods  of  light  and  joy, 
And  sweeps  each  lingering  mist  away. 

200.  C.     M.  WXTTS. 

Excellency  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  LET  all  the  heathen  writers  join 
To  form  one  perfect  book  ; 
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THE  SCRIPTURES. 

Great  God,  if  once  compared  with  thine, 
How  mean  their  writings  look  ! 

2  Not  the  most  perfect  rules  they  gave 

Could  show  one  sin  forgiven, 

Nor  lead  a  step  beyond  the  grave  ; 

But  thine  conduct  to  heaven. 

3  I  've  seen  an  end  of  what  we  call 

Perfection  here  below,  — 
How  short  the  powers  of  nature  fall, 
And  can  no  farther  go. 

4  Our  faith,  and  love,  and  every  grace, 

Fall  far  below  thy  word  ; 
But  perfect  truth  and  righteousness 
Dwell  only  with  the  Lord. 

201*  CM.  Episcopal  Coll. 

Sufficiency  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  GREAT  God,  with  wonder  and  with  praise 

On  all  thy  works  I  look  ; 
But  still  thy  wisdom,  power,  and  grace 
Shine  brightest  in  thy  book. 

2  Here  are  my  choicest  treasures  hid  ; 

Here  my  best  comfort  lies  ; 
Here  my  desires  are  satisfied  ; 
And  here  my  hopes  arise. 

3  Lord,  make  me  understand  thy  law  ; 

Show  what  my  faults  have  been  ; 
And  from  thy  gospel  let  me  draw 
The  pardon  of  my  sin. 

202.  L.  M.  Exeter  Coll 

Divine  Love  displayed  in  the  Blessings  of  the  Gospel. 

1   TO  thee  my  heart,  Eternal  King  ! 
Would  now  its  thankful  tribute  bring  ; 
To  thee  its  humble  homage  raise, 
In  songs  of  ardent,  grateful  praise, 
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THE  SCRIPTURES. 

2  All  nature  shows  thy  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below  and  worlds  above  ; 
But  in  thy  blessed  word  I  trace 
The  richer  glories  of  thy  grace. 

3  There  what  delightful  truths  are  given  ; 
There  Jesus  shows  the  way  to  heaven  ; 
His  name  salutes  my  listening  ear, 
Revives  my  heart,  and  checks  my  fear. 

4  There  Jesus  bids  our  sorrows  cease, 
And  gives  the  laboring  conscience  peace  ; 
Raises  our  grateful  feelings  high, 

And  points  to  mansions  in  the  sky. 

5  For  love  like  this,  O,  may  our  song 
Through  endless  years  thy  praise  prolong  ; 
And  distant  climes  thy  name  adore, 

Till  time  and  nature  are  no  more  ! 

203.  S-    M.  BmDOM. 

Superiority  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  O  LORD,  thy  perfect  word 

Directs  our  steps  aright  ; 
Nor  can  all  other  books  afford 
Such  profit  or  delight. 

2  Celestial  light  it  sheds, 

To  cheer  this  vale  below  ; 
To  distant  lands  its  glory  spreads, 
And  streams  of  rnercy  flow. 

3  True  wisdom  it  imparts  ; 

Commands  our  hope  and  fear  ; 
O,  may  we  hide  it  in  our  hearts, 
And  feel  its  influence  there. 

204.  C.  M.  Wesley*  Coll. 

Prayer  for  a  Blessing  on  the  Word. 

1  FATHER  of  all,  in  whom,  alone, 
We  live,  and  move,  and  breathe, 
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One  bright,  celestial  ray  send  down, 
And  cheer  thy  sons  beneath. 

2  While  in  thy  word  we  search  for  thee, 

O,  fill  our  souls  with  awe  ; 
Thy  light  impart,  that  we  may  see 
The  wonders  of  thy  law. 

3  Now  let  our  darkness  comprehend 

The  light  that  shines  so  clear  ; 
Now  thy  revealing  Spirit  send, 
And  give  us  ears  to  hear. 

4  Before  us  make  thy  goodness  pass, 

Which  here,  by  faith,  we  know  ; 
Let  us  in  Jesus  see  thy  face, 
And  die  to  all  below. 

20  5  •  C.    M.  MONTGOMKR* 

Perfection  of  the  Law  and  Testimony. 

1  THY  law  is  perfect,  Lord  of  light, 

Thy  testimonies  sure  ; 
The  statutes  of  thy  realm  are  right, 
And  thy  commandment  pure. 

2  Let  these,  O  God,  my  soul  convert, 

And  make  thy  servant  wise  : 

Let  these  be  gladness  to  my  heart, 

The  dayspring  to  mine  eyes. 

3  By  these  may  I  be  warned  betimes  ; 

Who  knows  the  guile  within  ? 
Lord,  save  me  from  presumptuous  crimes, 
Cleanse  me  from  secret  sin. 

4  So  may  the  words  my  lips  express, 

The  thoughts  that  throng  my  mind, 
O  Lord,  my  strength  and  righteousness, 
With  thee  acceptance  find. 
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20G.  CM.      Spirit  or  the  Psalms. 

The  Study  of  God's  Word. 

1  HAPPY  the  children  of  the  Lord, 

Who,  walking  in  his  sight, 
Make  all  the  precepts  of  his  word 
Their  study  and  delight. 

2  That  precious  wealth  shall  be  their  dower, 

Which  cannot  know  decay, 
Which  moth  nor  rust  shall  e'er  devour, 
Nor  spoiler  take  away. 

3  For  them  that  heavenly  light  shall  spread, 

Whose  cheering  rays  illume 
The  darkest  hours  of  life,  and  shed 
A  glory  round  the  tomb. 

4  Their  works  of  piety  and  love, 

Performed  through  Christ  their  Lord, 
For  ever  registered  above, 
Shall  meet  a  sure  reward. 

207.  C.  M.  hme*. 

The  Seed  of  the  Word. 

1  O  GOD,  by  whom  the  seed  is  given, 

By  whom  the  harvest  blest  ; 
Whose  word,  like  manna  showered  from  heaven, 
Is  planted  in  our  breast  ; 

2  Preserve  it  from  the  passing  feet 

And  plunderers  of  the  air  ; 
The  sultry  sun's  intenser  heat, 
And  weeds  of  worldly  care  ! 

3  Though  buried  deep,  or  thinly  strown, 

Do  thou  thy  grace  supply  : 
The  hope  in  earthly  furrows  sown 

Shall  ripen  in  the  sky. 
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208.  L.    M.  Beddome. 
The  Scriptures  our  Light  and  Guide. 

1  WHEN  Israel  through  the  desert  passed, 

A  fiery  pillar  went  before, 
To  guide  them  through  the  dreary  waste, 
And  lessen  the  fatigues  they  bore. 

2  Such  is  thy  glorious  word,  O  God  ; 

'T  is  for  our  light  and  guidance  given  ; 
It  sheds  a  lustre  all  abroad, 

And  points  the  path  to  bliss  and  heaven. 

3  It  fills  the  soul  with  sweet  delight, 

And  quickens  its  inactive  powers  ; 
It  sets  our  wandering  footsteps  right, 
Displays  thy  love  and  kindles  ours. 

4  Its  promises  rejoice  our  hearts  ; 

Its  doctrines  are  divinely  true  ; 

Knowledge  and  pleasure  it  imparts  ; 

It  comforts  and  instructs  us  too. 

5  Ye  favored  lands,  who  have  this  word  ! 

Ye  saints,  who  feel  its  saving  power  ! 
Unite  your  tongues  to  praise  the  Lord, 
And  his  distinguished  grace  adore. 

209.  C'    M-  C.Wesley. 

Heavenly  Bread. 

1  WHAT  is  the  chafT,  the  word  of  man, 

When  set  against  the  wheat  ? 
Can  it  a  dying  soul  sustain, 
Like  that  immortal  meat  ? 

2  Thy  word,  O  God,  with  heavenly  bread 

The  children  doth  supply  ; 
And  those  who  by  thy  word  are  fed, 
Their  souls  shall  never  die. 
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210.  L.    M.  Doddridge. 
Divine  Teachings  and  their  happy  Consequences. 

1  BRIGHT  Source  of  intellectual  rays, 
Father  of  spirits  and  of  grace, 

O,  dart,  with  energy  unknown 
Celestial  beamings  from  thy  throne. 

2  Thy  sacred  book  we  would  survey, 
Enlightened  with  that  heavenly  day, 
And  ask  thy  Spirit,  with  the  word, 
To  teach  our  souls  to  know  the  Lord. 

3  So  shall  our  children  learn  the  road 
That  leads  them  to  their  fathers'  God  ; 
And,  formed  by  lessons  so  divine, 
Shall  infant  minds  with  knowledge  shine. 

4  So  shall  the  haughtiest  soul  submit, 
With  children  placed  at  Jesus'  feet  ; 
The  rising  swell  of  pride  shall  cease, 
And  thy  sweet  voice  be  heard  in  peace. 

211.  CM.  Stennett. 
The  Riches  of  God's  Word. 

1  LET  worldly  men  from  shore  to  shore 

Their  chosen  good  pursue  ; 
Thy  word,  O  Lord,  we  value  more 
Than  treasures  of  Peru. 

2  Here  mines  of  knowledge,  love,  and  joy 

Are  opened  to  our  sight ; 

The  purest  gold  without  alloy, 

And  gems  divinely  bright. 

3  The  counsels  of  redeeming  grace 

These  sacred  leaves  unfold  ; 
And  here  the  Saviour's  lovely  face 
Our  raptured  eyes  behold. 

4  Here  light  descending  from  above 

Directs  our  doubtful  feet  ; 
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Here  promises  of  heavenly  love 

Our  ardent  wishes  meet. 
5  Our  numerous  griefs  are  here  redressed, 

And  all  our  wants  supplied  ; 
Naught  we  can  ask  to  make  us  blest 

Is  in  this  book  denied. 

212.  S.    M.  Watts. 

Power  of  God's  Word.  , 

1  BEHOLD,  the  morning  sun 

Begins  his  glorious  way ; 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run, 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

2  But  where  the  gospel  comes, 

It  spreads  diviner  light  ; 
It  calls  dead  sinners  from  their  tombs, 
And  gives  the  blind  their  sight. 

3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 

And  all  thy  judgments  just  ! 
For  ever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  we  securely  trust. 

4  My  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ! 
O,  may  I  never  read  in  vain, 
But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

213.  C.    M.  Watts. 

Love  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  O,  HOW  I  love  thy  holy  law  ! 

'T  is  daily  my  delight  ; 
And  thence  my  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

2  I  wake  before  the  dawn  of  day, 

To  meditate  thy  word  ; 
My  soul  with  longing  melts  away, 
To  hear  thy  gospel,  Lord. 
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3  Thy  heavenly  words  my  heart  engage, 

And  well  employ  my  tongue, 
And,  through  my  weary  pilgrimage, 
Yield  me  a  heavenly  song. 

4  When  nature  sinks,  and  spirits  droop, 

Thy  promises  of  grace 
Are  pillars  to  support  my  hope, 
And  there  I  write  thy  praise. 

214.  CM.  Steele. 
The  Bible  suited  to  our  Wants. 

1  FATHER  of  mercies,  in  thy  word 

What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
For  ever  be  thy  name  adored, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  JT  is  here  the  tree  of  knowledge  grows, 

And  yields  a  free  repast  ; 
Here  purer  sweets  than  nature  knows 
Invite  the  longing  taste. 

3  'T  is  here  the  Saviour's  welcome  voice 

Spreads  heavenly  peace  around, 
And  life,  and  everlasting  joys, 
Attend  the  blissful  sound. 

4  O,  may  these  heavenly  pages  be 

My  study  and  delight  ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  I  see, 
And  still  increasing  light. 

215.  S«    M.  Scott. 
Searching  the  Scriptures. 

1  IMPOSTURE  shrinks  from  light, 

And  dreads  the  curious  eye  ; 
But  sacred  truths  the  test  invite, 
They  bid  us  search  and  try. 

2  O,  may  we  still  maintain 

A  meek,  inquiring  mind  ; 
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Assured  we  shall  not  search  in  vain, 
But  hidden  treasures  find. 

3  With  understanding  blest, 

Created  to  be  free, 
Our  faith  on  man  we  dare  not  rest, 
Subject  to  none  but  thee. 

4  Lord,  give  the  light  we  need  ; 

With  soundest  knowledge  fill  ; 
From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed, 
From  prejudice  our  will. 

5  The  truth  thou  shalt  impart 

May  we  with  firmness  own, 
Abhorring  each  evasive  art, 
And  fearing  thee  alone. 

216.  C.    M.  Fawcett. 

Value  of  the  Scriptures. 

1  HOW  precious  is  the  book  divine, 

By  inspiration  given  ! 
Bright  as  a  lamp  its  doctrines  shine 
To  guide  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  It  sweetly  cheers  our  drooping  hearts 

In  this  dark  vale  of  tears  ; 
Life,  light,  and  joy  it  still  imparts, 
And  quells  our  rising  fears. 

3  This  lamp,  through  all  the  dreary  night 

Of  life,  shall  guide  our  way, 
Till  we  behold  the  glorious  light 
Of  an  eternal  day. 


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JESUS   CHRIST,   HIS   CHARACTER  AND 
OFFICES. 

217.  8&7S.   M.  Cawood. 

Song  of  the  Angels  of  Bethlehem. 

1  HARK  !  what  mean  those  holy  voices, 

Sweetly  sounding  through  the  skies  ? 
Lo  !  th'  angelic  host  rejoices  ; 
Heavenly  hallelujahs  rise. 

2  Listen  to  the  wondrous  story, 

Which  they  chant  in  hymns  of  joy  : 
"  Glory  in  the  highest,  glory  ! 
Glory  be  to  God  most  high  ! 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good- will  from  heaven, 

Reaching  far  as  man  is  found  : 
Souls  redeemed  and  sins  forgiven  :  — 
Loud  our  golden  harps  shall  sound. 

4  u  Christ  is  born,  the  great  Anointed  ; 

Heaven  and  earth  his  praises  sing  ! 
O,  receive  whom  God  appointed, 

For  your  Prophet,  Priest,  and  King." 

5  Let  us  learn  the  wondrous  story 

Of  our  great  Redeemer's  birth  ; 
Spread  the  brightness  of  his  glory, 
Till  it  cover  all  the  earth. 

218.  CM.  Patrick. 

Nativity  of  Christ. 

1  WHILE  shepherds  watched  their  flocks  by  night, 

All  seated  on  the  ground, 
The  angel  of  the  Lord  came  down, 
And  glory  shone  around. 

2  "Fear  not,"  said  he,  —  for  mighty  dread 

Had  seized  their  troubled  mind  ; 
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"  Glad  tidings  of  great  joy  I  bring 
To  you  and  all  mankind. 

3  "  To  you,  in  David's  town,  this  day 

Is  born,  of  David's  line, 
The  Saviour,  who  is  Christ  the  Lord  ; 
And  this  shall  be  the  sign  :  — 

4  "  The  heavenly  babe  you  there  shall  find 

To  human  view  displayed, 
All  meanly  wrapped  in  swathing  bands, 
And  in  a  manger  laid." 

5  Thus  spake  the  seraph,  and  forthwith 

Appeared  a  shining  throng 
Of  angels  praising  God,  and  thus 
Addressed  their  joyful  song  :  — 

6  "  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  to  the  earth  be  peace  ! 
Good-will  henceforth,  from  heaven  to  men, 
Begin  and  never  cease. " 

219.  C.    M.  E.  H.S.Alt., 

Christmas  Hymn. 

1  CALM  on  the  listening  ear  of  night 

Come  heaven's  melodious  strains, 
Where  wild  Judea  stretches  far 
Her  silver-mantled  plains  ! 

2  Celestial  choirs,  from  courts  above, 

Shed  sacred  glories  there  ; 
And  angels,  with  their  sparkling  lyres, 
Make  music  on  the  air. 

3  The  answering  hills  of  Palestine 

Send  back  the  glad  reply  ; 
And  greet,  from  all  their  holy  heights, 
The  dayspring  from  on  high. 

4  O'er  the  blue  depths  of  Galilee 

There  comes  a  holier  calm, 
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And  Sharon  waves,  in  solemn  praise, 
Her  silent  groves  of  palm. 

5  "Glory  to  God  !  "  the  sounding  skies 

Loud  with  their  anthems  ring  ;  — 
"Peace  to  the  earth,  —  good-will  to  men, 
From  heaven's  Eternal  King  !  " 

6  Light  on  thy  hills,  Jerusalem  ! 

The  Saviour  now  is  born  ! 
And  bright  on  Bethlehem's  joyous  plains 
Breaks  the  first  Christmas  morn. 

220.  7*     M.  BoWRIHG. 

Report  of  the  Watchman. 

1  WATCHMAN  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

What  its  signs  of  promise  are. 
Traveller  !  o'er  yon  mountain's  height 
See  that  glory-beaming  star. 

2  Watchman  !  does  its  beauteous  ray 

Aught  of  hope  or  joy  foretell  ? 
Traveller  !  yes  ;  it  brings  the  day, 
Promised  day  of  Israel. 

3  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night  ; 

Higher  yet  that  star  ascends. 
Traveller  !  blessedness  and  light, 
Peace  and  truth,  its  course  portends. 

4  Watchman  !  will  its  beams  alone 

Gild  the  spot  that  gave  them  birth  ? 
Traveller  !  ages  are  its  own  ; 
See,  it  bursts  o'er  all  the  earth. 

5  Watchman  !  tell  us  of  the  night, 

For  the  morning  seems  to  dawn. 
Traveller  !  darkness  takes  its  flight; 
Doubt  and  terror  are  withdrawn. 

6  Watchman  !  let  thy  wanderings  cease  ; 

Hie  thee  to  thy  quiet  home. 
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Traveller  !  lo  !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 
Lo  !  the  Son  of  God,  is  come. 

22  1  •  C.    M.        Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  guiding  Star. 

1  BRIGHT  was  the  guiding  star,  that  led, 

With  mild,  benignant  ray, 

The  Gentiles  to  the  lowly  bed 

Where  our  Redeemer  lay. 

2  But,  lo  !  a  brighter,  clearer  light 

Now  points  to  his  abode  ; 
It  shines  through  sin  and  sorrow's  night, 
To  guide  us  to  our  Lord. 

3  O,  haste  to  follow  where  it  leads  ; 

The  gracious  call  obey, 
Be  rugged  wilds,  or  flowery  meads, 
The  Christian's  destined  way. 

4  O,  gladly  tread  the  narrow  path, 

While  light  and  grace  are  given  ; 
Who  meekly  follow  Christ  on  earth 
Shall  reign  with  him  in  heaven. 

222»  7s.  M.        Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Birth  of  Christ. 

1  HAIL,  all  hail  the  joyful  morn  ! 

Tell  it  forth  from  earth  to  heaven, 
That  to  us  a  child  is  born, 
That  to  us  a  son  is  given. 

2  Angels,  bending  from  the  sky, 

Chanted  at  the  wondrous  birth  ; 
"  Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

Peace,  — good-will  to  man  on  earth." 

3  Join  we  then  our  feeble  lays 

To  the  chorus  of  the  sky  ; 
And,  in  songs  of  grateful  praise, 
Glory  give  to  God  on  high. 
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223*  C.     M.  S.  W.  LlTERMOK*. 

The  Coming  of  Christ. 

1  GLORY  to  God,  and  peace  on  earth, 

Was  once  by  angels  sung  ; 
Glad  tidings  of  a  Saviour's  birth 
Through  plains  of  Bethlehem  rung. 

2  He  came  to  make  the  feeble  strong, 

To  heal  the  deaf  and  blind, 
To  give  the  dumb  the  voice  of  song, 
And  free  the  captive  mind. 

3  He  came  the  light  of  life  to  show, 

The  true  and  living  way  ; 
Where  streams  of  joy  unceasing  flow, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

4  Glory  to  God  !  the  gospel's  sound 

Our  churches  echo  still  ; 
Spread  it,  O  Lord,  the  world  around, 
And  with  its  spirit  fill. 

5  Glory  to  God  !  our  hearts  acclaim  ; 

O,  haste  the  happy  time, 
When  songs  shall  sound  the  Saviour's  name 
O'er  every  distant  clime. 

2  24.  ?S.  M.  M.  W.  Hali. 

Christmas. 

1  WHEN  in  silence,  o'er  the  deep, 
Darkness  kept  its  deathlike  sleep  ; 
Soon  as  God  his  mandate  spoke, 
Light  in  wondrous  beauty  broke. 

2  But  a  beam  of  holier  light 
Gilded  Bethlehem's  lonely  night, 
When  the  glory  of  the  Lord, 
Mercy's  sunlight,  shone  abroad. 

3  "  Peace  on  earth,  good-will  to  men,'' 
Burst  the  glorious  anthem  then  ; 

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Angels,  bending  from  above, 
Joined  that  strain  of  holy  love. 

4  Floating  o'er  the  waves  of  time, 
Comes  to  us  that  song  sublime, 
Bearing  to  the  pilgrim's  ear, 
Words  to  soothe,  sustain,  and  cheer. 

5  For  creation's  blessed  light, 
Praise  to  thee,  thou  God  of  might ! 
Seraph-strains  thy  name  should  bless 
For  the  Sun  of  Righteousness  ! 

225.  C.  P.  M.  MissRoscoe. 

Christmas  Hymn. 

1  O,  LET  your  mingling  voices  rise, 
In  grateful  rapture,  to  the  skies, 

And  hail  a  Saviour's  birth  : 
Let  songs  of  joy  the  day  proclaim, 
When  Jesus  all-triumphant  came 

To  bless  the  sons  of  earth. 

2  He  came  to  bid  the  weary  rest, 

To  heal  the  sinner's  wounded  breast, 

To  bind  the  broken  heart, 
To  spread  the  light  of  truth  around, 
And  to  the  world's  remotest  bound 

The  heavenly  gift  impart. 

3  He  came  our  trembling  souls  to  save 
From  sin,  from  sorrow,  and  the  grave, 

And  chase  our  fears  away  ; 
Victorious  over  death  and  time, 
To  lead  us  to  a  happier  clime, 

Where  reigns  eternal  day. 

226*  H.  M.  Salisbury  Coll. 

The  Song  of  Jlngels. 

1  HARK  !  what  celestial  sounds, 
What  music  fills  the  air  ! 
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Soft  warbling  to  the  morn, 
It  strikes  the  ravished  ear  : 


In  tuneful  notes, 
Loud,  sweet,  and  shrill. 


Now  all  is  still  ; 
Now  wild  it  floats, 

2  Th'  angelic  hosts  descend, 
With  harmony  divine  : 
See  how  from  heaven  they  bend, 
And  in  full  chorus  join  : 


Jesus,  your  King, 
Is  born  to-day." 


"  Fear  not,"  say  they  ; 
M  Great  joy  we  bring  : 

3  He  comes  your  souls  to  save 
From  death's  eternal  gloom  ; 
To  realms  of  bliss  and  light 
He  lifts  you  from  the  tomb 


Your  songs  unite 
Of  endless  praise. 


Your  voices  raise, 
With  sons  of  light  ; 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

Ye  mortals  spread  the  sound, 
And  let  your  raptures  fly 
To  earth's  remotest  bound  ; 


For  peace  on  earth, 
From  God  in  heaven, 


To  man  is  given, 
At  Jesus'  birth. 


227.  L.  M.  H.K.Whit*. 

The  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

1  WHEN,  marshalled  on  the  nightly  plain, 

The  glittering  host  bestud  the  sky, 
One  star  alone  of  all  the  train 

Can  fix  the  sinner's  wandering  eye. 

2  Hark  !  hark  !  to  God  the  chorus  breaks, 

From  every  host,  from  every  gem  ; 
But  one  alone  the  Saviour  speaks,  — 
It  is  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

3  Once  on  the  raging  seas  I  rode  ; 

The  storm  was  loud,  the  night  was  dark ; 

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The  ocean  yawned,  and  rudely  blowed 
The  wind  that  tossed  my  foundering  bark. 

4  Deep  horror  then  my  vitals  froze ; 

Death-struck,  I  ceased  the  tide  to  stem ; 
When  suddenly  a  star  arose,  — 
It  was  the  Star  of  Bethlehem. 

5  It  was  my  guide,  my  light,  my  all  ; 

It  bade  my  dark  forebodings  cease ; 
And,  through  the  storm  and  danger's  thrall, 
It  led  me  to  the  port  of  peace. 

6  Now,  safely  moored,  my  perils  o'er, 

I  '11  sing,  first  in  night's  diadem, 
For  ever,  and  for  evermore, — 

The  Star —  the  Star  of  Bethlehem  ! 

228.  c- M-  Weslet- 

A  Light  to  lighten  the  Gentiles. 

1  THE  race  that  long  in  darkness  pined 

Have  seen  a  glorious  light  ; 
The  people  dwell  in  day,  who  dwelt 
In  death's  surrounding  night. 

2  To  hail  thy  rise,  thou  better  Sun, 

The  gathering  nations  come, 
With  joy,  as  when  the  reapers  bear 
The  harvest  treasures  home. 

3  To  us  a  child  of  hope  is  born, 

To  us  a  son  is  given  ; 
And  him  shall  all  the  earth  obey, 
And  all  the  hosts  of  heaven. 

4  His  power  increasing  still  shall  spread  ; 

His  reign  no  end  shall  know  ; 
His  throne  shall  justice  guard  above, 
And  peace  abound  below. 
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229.  L-  M.  Watt.. 

Glory  and  Grace  in  Christ. 

1  NOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  song  ! 
Awake,  my  soul  ;  awake,  my  tongue  ; 
Hosanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 

And  all  his  boundless  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  shines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brightest  image  of  his  grace  ; 
God,  in  the  person  of  his  Son, 
Has  all  his  mightiest  works  outdone. 

3  The  spacious  earth  and  spreading  flood 
Proclaim  the  wise  and  powerful  God  ; 
And  thy  rich  glories  from  afar 
Sparkle  in  every  rolling  star. 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  stands,  — 
The  noblest  labor  of  thine  hands  ; 
The  pleasing  lustre  of  his  eyes 
Outshines  the  wonders  of  the  skies. 

5  Grace  !   't  is  a  sweet,  a  charming  theme  ; 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jesus'  name  ; 

Ye  angels,  dwell  upon  the  sound  ; 
Ye  heavens,  reflect  it  to  the  ground. 

230.  CM.  T.Fletcher. 

The  Baptism  and  Inspiration  of  Jesus. 

1  IN  Judah's  rugged  wilderness, 

Where  Jordan  rolls  his  flood, 
In  manners  strict,  and  rude  in  dress, 
The  holy  Baptist  stood. 

2  And  while  upon  the  river's  side 

The  people  thronged  to  hear, 
"  Repent,"  the  sacred  preacher  cried  ; 
M  The  heavenly  kingdom  's  near/ 

3  Now  Jesus  to  the  stream  descends  ; 

His  feet  the  waters  lave  ; 
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And  o'er  his  head,  that  humbly  bends, 
The  Baptist  pours  the  wave  ;  — 

4  When,  lo  !  a  heavenly  form  appears, 

Descending  as  a  dove  ; 
And  wondrous  sounds  th'  assembly  hears, 
Proclaiming  from  above,  — 

5  u  This  is  my  well-beloved  Son  ; 

On  him  my  spirit  rests  ; 
Now  is  his  reign  of  grace  begun  ; 
Attend  his  high  behests." 

6  The  sacred  voice  has  reached  our  ear, 

And  still  through  distant  lands 
Shall  sound,  till  all  his  name  revere, 
And  honor  his  commands. 

231.  CM.  Doddridge. 

Christ's  Message. 

1  HARK  !  the  glad  sound  !  the  Saviour  comes  ! 

The  Saviour  promised  long  ! 
Let  every  heart  prepare  a  throne, 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  Spirit,  largely  poured, 

Exerts  its  sacred  fire  ; 
Wisdom  and  might,  and  zeal  and  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  the  prisoner  to  release, 

In  Satan's  bondage  held  ; 
The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
The  iron  fetters  yield. 

4  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  ray, 
And  on  the  eyeballs  of  the  blind 
To  pour  celestial  day. 

5  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  bind, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure, 
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And  with  the  treasures  of  his  grace 
T'  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

6  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  Peace, 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim, 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

232.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Blessedness  of  Gospel  Times. 

1  HOW  beauteous  are  their  feet, 

Who  stand  on  Zion's  hill  ! 
Who  bring  salvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  of  peace  reveal  ! 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  ! 

How  sweet  the  tidings  are  !  — 

"  Zion,  behold  thy  Saviour  King  ! 

He  reigns  and  triumphs  here." 

3  How  happy  are  our  ears, 

That  hear  this  joyful  sound, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  sought,  but  never  found  ! 

4  How  blesse'd  are  our  eyes, 

That  see  this  heavenly  light ! 
Prophets  and  kings  desired  it  long, 
But  died  without  the  sight. 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice, 

And  tuneful  notes  employ  ; 

Jerusalem  breaks  forth  in  songs, 

And  deserts  learn  the  joy. 

6  O  God,  make  bare  thine  arm 

Through  all  the  earth  abroad  : 
Let  every  nation  now  behold 
Their  Saviour  and  their  Lord. 
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233.  L-  M.  *nmm. 

Christ's  Entry  into  Jervsalem. 

1  RIDE  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
Hark,  all  the  tribes  hosanna  cry  ! 
Thy  humble  beast  pursues  his  road, 

With  palms  and  scattered  garments  strowed. 

2  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
In  lowly  pomp  ride  on  to  die  ! 

O  Christ,  thy  triumphs  now  begin 
O'er  captured  death  and  conquered  sin. 

3  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
The  winged  squadrons  of  the  sky 
Look  down  with  sad  and  wondering  eyes, 
To  see  th'  approaching  sacrifice. 

4  Ride  on,  ride  on  in  majesty  ! 
Thy  last  and  fiercest  strife  is  nigh  ; 
The  Father,  on  his  sapphire  throne, 
Expects  his  own  anointed  Son  ! 

234.  C'    H-    M.  HEMA55. 

The  Agony  in  Gethsemane. 

1  HE  knelt  ;  the  Saviour  knelt  and  prayed, 

When  but  his  Father's  eye 
Looked,  through  the  lonely  garden's  shade, 

On  that  dread  agony  ; 
The  Lord  of  high  and  heavenly  birth 
Was  bowed  with  sorrow  unto  death. 

2  The  sun  went  down  in  fearful  hour  ; 

The  heavens  might  well  grow  dim, 
When  this  mortality  had  power 

To  thus  o'ershadow  him  ; 
That  he  who  came  to  save  might  know 
The  very  depths  of  human  woe. 

3  He  knew  them  all,  —  the  doubt,  the  strife, 

The  faint,  perplexing  dread  ; 
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The  mists  that  hang  o'er  parting  life 

All  darkened  round  his  head  ; 
And  the  Deliverer  knelt  to  pray  ; 
Yet  passed  it  not,  that  cup,  away. 

4  It  passed  not,  though  the  stormy  wave 

Had  sunk  beneath  his  tread  ; 
It  passed  not,  though  to  him  the  grave 

Had  yielded  up  its  dead  ; 
But  there  was  sent  him,  from  on  high, 
A  gift  of  strength,  for  man  to  die. 

5  And  was  his  mortal  hour  beset 

With  anguish  and  dismay  ? 
How  may  we  meet  our  conflict  yet 

In  the  dark,  narrow  wTay  ? 
How,  but  through  him  that  path  who  trod  ? 
"  Save,  or  we  perish,  Son  of  God." 

235.  L.    M.  BULFI5CH. 

Christ  the  Sufferer. 

1  O,  SUFFERING  Friend  of  human  kind  ! 

How,  as  the  fatal  hour  drew  near, 
Came  thronging  on  thy  holy  mind 
The  images  of  grief  and  fear. 

2  Gethsemane's  sad  midnight  scene, 

The  faithless  friends,  th'  exulting  foes, 
The  thorny  crown,  the  insult  keen, 

The  scourge,  the  cross,  before  thee  rose. 

3  Did  not  thy  spirit  shrink  dismayed, 

As  the  dark  vision  o'er  it  came  ; 
And,  though  in  sinless  strength  arrayed, 

Turn,  shuddering,  from  the  death  of  shame  ? 

4  Onward,  like  thee,  through  scorn  and  dread, 

May  we  our  Father's  call  obey, 
Steadfast  thy  path  of  duty  tread, 

And  rise,  through  death,  to  endless  day. 
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23 &•  L.  M.  Stenxett. 

Christ  svffering  on  the  Cross. 

1  "'T  IS  finished  !  " — so  the  Saviour  cried, 
And  meekly  bowed  his  head  and  died  : 

"  'T  is  finished  !  "  —  yes,  the  race  is  run, 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won. 

2  "  'T  is  finished  !  "  —  all  that  Heaven  foretold 
By  prophets  in  the  days  of  old  ; 

And  truths  are  opened  to  our  view, 
That  kings  and  prophets  never  knew. 

3  "  »T  is  finished  !  "  —  Son  of  God,  thy  power 
Hath  triumphed  in  this  awful  hour  ; 

And  yet  our  eyes  with  sorrow  see 
That  life  to  us  was  death  to  thee. 

4  u  'T  is  finished  !  "  —  let  the  joyful  sound 
Be  heard  through  all  the  nations  round ; 

"  'Tis  finished  !  "  —  let  the  triumph  rise, 
And  swell  the  chorus  of  the  skies. 

237.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Christ's  Dying,  Rising,  and  Reigning. 

1  HE  dies  !  the  Friend  of  sinners  dies  ! 

Lo  !   Salem's  daughters  weep  around  ; 
A  solemn  darkness  veils  the  skies  ; 

A  sudden  trembling  shakes  the  ground. 

2  Here  's  love  and  grief  beyond  degree  ; 

The  Lord  of  glory  dies  for  men  ! 
But,  lo  !  what  sudden  joys  we  see  ! 
Jesus,  the  dead,  revives  again  ! 

3  The  rising  Lord  forsakes  the  tomb  ; 

The  tomb  in  vain  forbids  his  rise  ; 
Cherubic  legions  guard  him  home, 
And  shout  him  welcome  to  the  skies. 

4  Break  off  your  tears,  ye  saints,  and  tell 

How  high  our  great  Deliverer  reigns  ; 
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Sing  how  he  spoiled  the  hosts  of  hell, 
And  led  the  monster  Death  in  chains. 
5  Say,  M  Live  for  ever,  wondrous  King  ! 
Born  to  redeem,  and  strong  to  save  "  ; 

Then  ask  the  monster,  "  Where  's  thy  sting  ?  " 
And  u  Where  thy  victory,  boasting  grave  ?  " 

238.  ^S.    M.  CoLLVER. 

Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  MORNING  breaks  upon  the  tomb  ! 
Jesus  dissipates  its  gloom  ! 

Day  of  triumph  through  the  skies, 
See  the  glorious  Saviour  rise  ! 

2  Christians,  dry  your  flowing  tears  ; 
Chase  those  unbelieving  fears  ; 
Look  on  his  deserted  grave  ; 
Doubt  no  more  his  power  to  save. 

3  Ye  who  are  of  death  afraid, 
Triumph  in  the  scattered  shade  ; 
Drive  your  anxious  fears  away  ; 
See  the  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

4  So  the  rising  sun  appears, 
Shedding  radiance  o'er  the  spheres  ; 
So  returning  beams  of  light 
Chase  the  terrors  of  the  night. 

239.  L-  M.  Butcher. 

Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  HOSANNA  !  let  us  join  to  sing 
The  glories  of  our  rising  King  ; 
Recount  his  deeds  of  might,  and  tell 
How  Jesus  triumphed  when  he  fell. 

2  Soon  as  the  morning's  early  ray 
Brings  on  the  third,  th'  appointed  day, 
Behold  the  angel  cleave  the  skies, 
Roll  back  the  stone,  and  Jesus  rise. 

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3  With  strength  immortal  forth  he  comes, 
And  power  and  life  from  God  resumes  ; 
The  days  of  pain  and  sorrow  past, 

His  triumph  shall  for  ever  last. 

4  Hosanna  !  sons  of  men,  record 
The  glories  of  your  rising  Lord  ; 
The  triumphs  of  the  Saviour  tell, 
Who  died,  and  conquered  when  he  fell. 

240.  S-    M.  Hammohd. 

Song  of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

1  AWAKE,  and  sing  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb  ; 
Wake  every  heart,  and  every  tongue, 
To  praise  the  Saviour's  name. 

2  Sing,  till  we  feel  our  heart 

Ascending  with  our  tongue  ; 

Sing,  till  the  love  of  sin  depart, 

And  grace  inspire  our  song. 

3  Sing  on  your  heavenly  way, 

Ye  ransomed  sinners,  sing  ; 
Sing  on,  rejoicing  every  day 
In  Christ,  the  Heavenly  King. 

4  Soon  shall  we  hear  him  say, 

"  Ye  blessed  children,  come  ! " 
Soon  will  he  call  us  hence  away, 

To  our  eternal  home. 
•  5  There  shall  our  raptured  tongue 

His  endless  praise  proclaim, 
And  sweeter  voices  tune  the  song 

Of  Moses  and  the  Lamb. 

24:1.  7s.  M.  Cudwokth. 

Resurrection  of  Christ. 

1  CHRIST,  the  Lord,  is  risen  to-day, 
Sons  of  men  and  angels  say  ; 
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Raise  your  songs  of  triumph  high  ; 
Sing,  ye  heavens,  and,  earth,  reply. 

2  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done, 
Fought  the  fight,  the  battle  won  ; 
Lo  !  our  Sun's  eclipse  is  o'er  ; 
Lo  !  he  sets  in  blood  no  more. 

3  Vain  the  stone,  the  watch,  the  seal  ; 
Christ  hath  burst  the  gates  of  hell  ; 
Death  in  vain  forbids  his  rise  ; 
Christ  hath  opened  paradise. 

4  Soar  we  now  where  Christ  hath  led, 
Following  our  exalted  Head  : 
Made  like  him,  like  him  we  rise  ; 
Ours  the  cross,  the  grave,  the  skies. 

242.  C-  M.  Duncan. 

The  spiritual  Coronation. 

1  ALL  hail  the  power  of  Jesus'  name  ! 

Let  angels  prostrate  fall  ; 
Bring  forth  the  royal  diadem, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

2  Ye  chosen  seed  of  Israel's  race,  — 

A  remnant  weak  and  small,  — 
Hail  him,  who  saves  you  by  his  grace, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

3  Let  every  kindred,  every  tribe, 

On  this  terrestrial  ball, 
To  him  all  majesty  ascribe, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 

4  O,  that,  with  yonder  sacred  throng, 

We  at  his  feet  may  fall ; 
We  '11  join  the  everlasting  song, 
And  crown  him  Lord  of  all. 
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243.  L.  M.  Butcher. 

Miraculous  Character  of  Jesus  Christ. 

1  WHAT  works  of  wisdom,  power,  and  love 
Do  Jesus'  high  commission  prove  ! 

Attest  his  heaven-derived  claim, 
And  glorify  his  Father's  name  ! 

2  On  eyes  that  never  saw  the  day, 
He  pours  the  bright,  celestial  ray  ; 
And  deafened  ears,  by  him  unbound, 
Catch  all  the  harmony  of  sound. 

3  Lameness  takes  up  its  bed  and  goes 
Rejoicing  in  the  strength  that  flows 
Through  every  nerve  ;  and,  free  from  pain, 
Pours  forth  to  God  the  grateful  strain. 

4  The  shattered  mind  his  word  restores, 
And  tunes  afresh  the  mental  powers  ; 
The  dead  revive,  to  life  return, 

And  bid  affection  cease  to  mourn. 

5  Canst  thou,  my  soul,  these  wonders  trace, 
And  not  admire  Jehovah's  grace  ? 
Canst  thou  behold  thy  Saviour's  power, 
And  not  the  God  he  served  adore  ? 

244.  P-  M.  H.  Ware,  Jr. 

Hymn  for  Easter. 

1  LIFT  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  cannot  die  : 

Vain  were  the  terrors  that  gathered  around  him, 

And  short  the  dominion  of  death  and  the  grave  ; 
He  burst  from  the  fetters  of  darkness  that  bound  him, 
Resplendent  in  glory,  to  live  and  to  save  : 
Loud  was  the  chorus  of  angels  on  high,  — 
The  Saviour  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die. 

2  Glory  to  God  in  full  anthems  of  joy, 

The  being  he  gave  us  death  cannot  destroy  : 
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Sad  were  the  life  we  must  part  with  to-morrow, 

If  tears  were  our  birthright,  and  death  were  our  end  ; 
But  Jesus  hath  cheered  the  dark  valley  of  sorrow, 
And  bade  us,  immortal,  to  heaven  ascend  : 
Lift,  then,  your  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die. 

245.  C.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Praise  to  the  Saviour. 

1  O,  FOR  a  thousand  tongues  to  sing 

My  dear  Redeemer's  praise,  — 
The  glories  of  my  Lord  and  King, 
The  triumphs  of  his  grace. 

2  My  gracious  Master  and  my  Lord, 

Assist  me  to  proclaim, 
To  spread  through  all  the  earth  abroad, 
The  honors  of  thy  name. 

3  Jesus  !  the  name  that  calms  our  fears, 

That  bids  our  sorrows  cease  ; 
'T  is  music  in  the  sinner's  ears  ; 
'T  is  life,  and  health,  and  peace. 

4  He  breaks  the  power  of  reigning  sin  ; 

He  sets  the  prisoner  free  ; 
He  makes  the  guilty  conscience  clean  ; 
And  all  our  sorrows  flee. 

246*  7s.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Rejoicing  in  Christ. 

1  SWEET  thy  mem'ry,  Saviour  blest, 
In  the  true  believer's  breast  ; 
Musing  on  thy  precious  name, 
Purest  joys  his  heart  inflame. 

2  By  the  ear  or  tuneful  tongue 
Naught  so  sweet  is  heard  or  sung  ; 
Naught  the  mind  can  dwell  upon 
Sweet  as  God's  beloved  Son. 

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3  Thou  the  contrite  sinner's  stay, 
Who  thy  goodness  can  display  ? 
How  to  those  who  seek  thee  kind  ! 
What,  ah  !  what,  to  those  who  find  ? 

4  Tongue  can  speak  not  their  delight, 
Nor  can  pen  of  man  indite  ; 

None  can  know,  but  they  who  prove, 
What  it  is  their  Lord  to  love. 

24:7.  S-  M.  Watts. 

God's  Mercy  in  Christ. 

1  RAISE  your  triumphant  songs 

To  an  immortal  tune  ; 
Let  all  the  earth  resound  the  deeds 
Celestial  grace  has  done. 

2  Sing  how  eternal  love 

Its  best  Beloved  chose, 
And  bade  him  raise  our  ruined  race 
From  their  abyss  of  woes. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 

No  terror  clothes  his  brow, 
No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  souls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  Now,  sinners,  dry  your  tears  ; 

Let  hopeless  sorrow  cease  ; 
Bow  to  the  sceptre  of  his  love, 
And  take  the  offered  peace. 

248.  8    &    7S«    M'  BoWHIHO. 

The  Cross  of  Christ. 

1  IN  the  cross  of  Christ  I  glory, 

Towering  o'er  the  wrecks  of  time  ; 
All  the  light  of  sacred  story 
Gathers  round  its  head  sublime. 

2  When  the  woes  of  life  o'ertake  me, 

Hopes  deceive,  and  fears  annoy, 
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Never  shall  the  cross  forsake  me  ; 
Lo  !  it  glows  with  peace  and  joy. 

3  When  the  sun  of  bliss  is  beaming 

Light  and  love  upon  my  way, 
From  the  cross  the  radiance  streaming 
Adds  more  lustre  to  the  day. 

4  Bane  and  blessing,  pain  and  pleasure, 

By  the  cross  are  sanctified  ; 
Peace  is  there  that  knows  no  measure, 
Joys  that  through  all  time  abide. 

249.  ?S-    M.  LA5GF0RD. 

Redeeming  Love. 

1  NOW  begin  the  heavenly  theme  ; 
Sing  aloud  in  Jesus'  name  ; 

Ye  who  his  salvation  prove 
Triumph  in  redeeming  love. 

2  Ye  who  see  the  Father's  grace 
Beaming  in  the  Saviour's  face, 
As  to  Canaan  on  ye  move, 
Praise  and  bless  redeeming  love. 

3  Mourning  souls,  dry  up  your  tears  ; 
Banish  all  your  guilty  fears  ; 
Welcome,  all  by  sin  oppressed, 
Welcome  to  his  sacred  rest  ; 

4  Hither,  then,  your  music  bring  ; 
Strike  aloud  each  cheerful  string  ; 
Mortals,  join  the  host  above,  — 
Join  to  praise  redeeming  love. 

250*  C.    M.  DoDDRIDGK. 

"  He  is  risen." 

1  YE  humble  souls  that  seek  the  Lord, 
Chase  all  your  fears  away  ; 
And  bow  with  reverence  down,  to  see 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 
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2  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought,  — 

Such  wonders  love  can  do  ! 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bosom  lay 
Which  throbbed  and  bled  for  you. 

3  But  dry  your  tears  and  tune  your  songs, 

The  Saviour  lives  again  ; 
Not  all  the  bolts  and  bars  of  death 
The  conqueror  could  detain. 

4  High  o'er  th'  angelic  band  he  rears 

His  once  dishonored  head  ; 
And  through  unnumbered  years  he  reigns, 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

251*  ?s-  M.  6  L.  C.Wesley. 

Sun  of  Righteousness. 

1  CHRIST,  whose  glory  fills  the  skies, 

Christ,  the  true,  the  only  light, 
Sun  of  Righteousness,  arise, 

Triumph  o'er  the  shades  of  night ; 
Dayspring  from  on  high,  be  near  ; 
Daystar,  in  my  heart  appear. 

2  Dark  and  cheerless  is  the  morn, 

If  thy  light  is  hid  from  me  ; 
Joyless  is  the  day's  return, 

Till  thy  mercy's  beams  I  see  ; 
Till  they  inward  light  impart, 
Warmth  and  gladness  to  my  heart. 

3  Visit,  then,  this  soul  of  mine  ; 

Pierce  the  gloom  of  sin  and  grief ; 
Fill  me,  radiant  Sun  divine  ; 

Scatter  all  my  unbelief  ; 
More  and  more  thyself  display, 
Shining  to  the  perfect  day. 
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252.  C*    M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

The  Way,  the  Truth,  and  the  Life. 

1  THOU  art  the  Way  ;  to  thee  alone 

From  sin  and  death  we  flee 
And  he  who  would  the  Father  seek 
Must  seek  him,  Lord,  through  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  Truth  ;   thy  word  alone 

True  wisdom  can  impart  ; 
Thou,  only,  canst  instruct  the  mind, 
And  purify  the  heart. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life  ;  the  rending  tomb 

Proclaims  thy  conquering  arm  ; 
And  those  who  put  their  trust  in  thee 
Nor  death  nor  hell  shall  harm. 

4  Thou  art  the  Way,  the  Truth,  the  Life  ; 

Grant  us  to  know  that  way, 
That  truth  to  keep,  that  life  to  win, 
Which  lead  to  endless  day. 

253.  S.     M.  H.    MARTI5EAU. 

The  Coming  of  Christ  in  the  Power  of  his  Gospel. 

1   LORD  Jesus,  come  ;  for  here 
Our  path  through  wilds  is  laid  ; 
We  watch,  as  for  the  dayspring  near, 
Amid  the  breaking  shade. 


Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  for  hosts 

Meet  on  the  battle  plain  ; 
The  patriot  mourns,  the  tyrant  boasts, 

And  tears  are  shed  like  rain. 
Lord  Jesus,  come  ;  for  still 

Vice  shouts  her  maniac  mirth  ; 
The  famished  crave  in  vain  their  fill, 

While  teems  the  fruitful  earth. 
Hark  !  herald  voices  near, 

Lead  on  thy  happier  day  ; 

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Come,  Lord,  and  our  hosannas  hear ; 

We  wait  to  strow  thy  way. 
5  Come,  as  in  days  of  old, 

With  words  of  grace  and  power  ; 
Gather  us  all  within  thy  fold, 

And  never  leave  us  more. 

254.  C.    M.  DODDRIDGE. 
Jesus  precious  to  them  that  believe. 

1  JESUS,  I  love  thy  charming  name  ; 

'T  is  music  to  my  ear  ; 
Fain  would  I  sound  it  out  so  loud 
That  earth  and  heaven  might  hear. 

2  Yes,  thou  art  precious  to  my  soul, 

My  transport  and  my  trust : 
Jewels  to  thee  are  gaudy  toys, 
And  gold  is  sordid  dust. 

3  Whate'er  my  noblest  powers  can  wish 

In  thee  doth  richly  meet ; 
No  light  unto  my  eyes  so  dear, 
No  friendship  half  so  sweet. 

4  Thy  grace  shall  dwell  upon  my  heart, 

And  shed  its  fragrance  there,  — 
The  noblest  balm  of  all  its  wounds, 
The  cordial  of  its  care. 

255.  C.  P.  M.  Medley. 
Excellency  of  Christ. 

1  O,  COULD  we  speak  the  matchless  worth, 
O,  could  we  sound  the  glories  forth, 

Which  in  our  Saviour  shine, 
We  M  soar,  and  touch  the  heavenly  strings, 
And  vie  with  Gabriel,  while  he  sings, 
In  notes  almost  divine. 
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2  We  'd  sing  the  characters  he  bears, 
And  all  the  forms  of  love  he  wears, 

Exalted  on  his  throne  : 
In  loftiest  songs  of  sweetest  praise, 
We  would,  to  everlasting  days, 

Make  all  his  glories  known. 

3  O,  the  delightful  day  will  come, 

When  Christ,  our  Lord,  will  bring  us  home, 

And  we  shall  see  his  face  : 
Then,  with  our  Saviour,  Brother,  Friend, 
A  blest  eternity  we  '11  spend, 

Triumphant  in  his  grace. 

256.  S.  M.  Frothikgham. 

Christ's  Manifestation. 

1  WE  meditate  the  day 

Of  triumph  and  of  rest, 
When,  shown  of  God,  and  shaped  in  clay, 
The  Word  was  manifest. 

2  Lord,  give  it  gracious  sweep, 

And  here  its  errand  bless, 
Whose  mercy  sent  it  o'er  the  deep, 
To  glad  a  wilderness. 

3  Ray  out  its  starry  light, 

To  guide  our  pilgrim  way, — 
A  sign  of  hope  to  this  world's  night, 
And  brighter  than  its  day. 

4  Again  thy  witness-voice  ! 

Again  thy  spirit-dove  ! 
That  hearts  may  in  its  trust  rejoice, 
And  soften  with  its  love. 

5  Send  round  its  blessed  cup 

As  once  in  Galilee  ; 
And  catch  our  dull  affections  up 
To  heaven,  and  Christ,  and  thee, 
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25  7.  CM.  Barbauld. 

Christ's  Precepts  of  Love. 

1  BEHOLD,  where,  breathing  love  divine, 

Our  dying  Master  stands  ; 
His  weeping  followers,  gathering  round, 
Receive  his  last  commands. 

2  From  that  mild  Teacher's  parting  lips 

What  tender  accents  fell ! 
The  gentle  precept  which  he  gave 
Became  its  author  well. 

3  "  Blest  is  the  man  whose  softening  heart 

Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 
Was  never  raised  in  vain  ;  — 

4  "  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth, 

A  stranger's  woes  to  feel ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  wound 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

5  "  Peace  from  the  bosom  of  his  Lord, 

My  peace  to  him  I  give  ; 
And  when  he  kneels  before  the  throne, 
His  trembling  soul  shall  live. 

6  "  Himself,  through  Christ,  hath  mercy  found,  — ■ 

Free  mercy  from  above  ; 

That  mercy  moves  him  to  fulfil 

The  perfect  law  of  love." 

258.  C.    M.  Watt.. 

The  Examples  of  Christ  and  the  Saints. 

1  GIVE  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rise 

Within  the  veil  and  see 
The  saints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
And  bright  their  glories  be. 

2  Once  they  were  mourners  here  below, 

And  wet  their  couch  with  tears  ; 

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They  wrestled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  sins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

3  I  ask  them  whence  their  victory  came  ; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Ascribe  their  conquest  to  the  Lamb, 
Their  triumph  to  his  death. 

4  Our  glorious  Leader  claims  our  praise, 

For  his  own  pattern  given, 
While  the  long  cloud  of  witnesses 
Shows  the  same  path  to  heaven. 

259.  L.     M.  RUSSILL. 

"  That  ye  through  his  Poverty  might  be  rich." 

1  O'ER  the  dark  wave  of  Galilee 

The  gloom  of  twilight  gathers  fast, 
And  on  the  waters  drearily 

Descends  the  fitful  evening  blast. 

2  The  weary  bird  hath  left  the  air, 

And  sunk  into  his  sheltered  nest  ; 
The  wandering  beast  has  sought  his  lair, 
And  laid  him  down  to  welcome  rest. 

3  Still  near  the  lake,  with  weary  tread, 

Lingers  a  form  of  human  kind  ; 
And  on  his  lone,  unsheltered  head 

Flows  the  chill  night-damp  of  the  wind. 

4  Why  seeks  he  not  a  home  of  rest  ? 

Why  seeks  he  not  a  pillowed  bed  ? 
Beasts  have  their  dens,  the  bird  its  nest  ; 
He  hath  not  where  to  lay  his  head. 

5  Such  was  the  lot  he  freely  chose, 

To  bless,  to  save  the  human  race  ; 
And  through  his  poverty  there  flows 
A  rich,  full  stream  of  heavenly  grace. 


JESUS  CHRIST,  HIS  CHARACTER  AND  OFFICES. 

2o0»  C.    M.  Montgomery. 

Singing  the  Song  of  the  Redeemed. 

1  SING  we  the  song  of  those  who  stand 

Around  th'  eternal  throne, 
Of  every  kindred,  clime,  and  land, 
A  multitude  unknown. 

2  Life's  poor  distinctions  vanish  here  ; 

To-day,  the  young,  the  old, 

Our  Saviour  and  his  flock,  appear 

One  Shepherd  and  one  fold. 

3  Toil,  trial,  suffering,  still  await 

On  earth  the  pilgrim's  throng  ; 
Yet  learn  we,  in  our  low  estate, 
The  church  triumphant's  song. 

4  "  Worthy  the  Lamb,  for  sinners  slain," 

Cry  the  redeemed  above, 
u  Blessing  and  honor  to  obtain, 
And  everlasting  love." 

5  "  Worthy  the  Lamb,"  on  earth  we  sing, 

"  Who  died  our  souls  to  save  ; 
Henceforth,  O  Death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 
Thy  victory,  O  Grave  ?  " 

6  Then  hallelujah  !  power  and  praise 

To  God  in  Christ  be  given  ; 
May  all  who  now  this  anthem  raise 
Renew  the  song  in  heaven  ! 

261.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Moses  and  Christ. 

1  NOT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 

The  tempest,  fire,  and  smoke  ; 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  spoke  ;  — 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Zion's  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
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Where  milder  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

3  Behold  the  great,  the  glorious  host 

Of  angels,  clothed  in  light  ; 
Behold  the  spirits  of  the  just, 

Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight  ;  — 

4  Behold  the  blest  assembly  there, 

Whose  names  are  writ  in  heaven  ; 
And  God,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  sins  to  be  forgiven. 

5  The  saints  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead, 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

6  In  such  society  as  this 

My  weary  soul  would  rest  : 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is 
Must  be  for  ever  blest. 

262.  L.    M.  Watts. 

Christ's  Kingdom  among  the  Gentiles. 

1  JESUS  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Does  his  successive  journeys  run  ; 

His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  wax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  For  him  shall  endless  prayer  be  made, 
And  endless  praises  crown  his  head  ; 
His  name,  like  sweet  perfume,  shall  rise 
With  every  morning  sacrifice. 

3  People  and  realms  of  every  tongue 
Dwell  on  his  love  with  sweetest  song  ; 
And  infant  voices  shall  proclaim 
Their  early  blessings  on  bis  name. 

4  Blessings  abound  where'er  he  reigns  ; 
The  joyful  prisoner  bursts  his  chains, 

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The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 
And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blest. 
5  Let  every  creature  rise  and  bring 
Peculiar  honors  to  our  King  ; 
Angels  descend  with  songs  again, 
And  earth  repeat  the  loud  Amen. 

263.  L.  M.  Mrs.  Mackay. 
Sleeping  in  Jesus. 

1  ASLEEP  in  Jesus  !  blessed  sleep  ! 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep  ; 
A  calm  and  undisturbed  repose, 
Unbroken  by  the  dread  of  foes. 

2  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  peaceful  rest, 
Whose  waking  is  supremely  blest  ; 
No  fear,  no  woes,  shall  dim  that  hour, 
Which  manifests  the  Saviour's  power. 

3  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  time  nor  space 
Debars  this  precious  hiding-place  ; 
On  Indian  plains,  or  Lapland  snows, 
Believers  find  the  same  repose. 

4  Asleep  in  Jesus  !  far  from  thee 

Thy  kindred  and  their  graves  may  be  ; 
But  thine  is  still  a  blessed  sleep, 
From  which  none  ever  wakes  to  weep. 

264.  L-  M.  Steels. 

Example  of  the  Saviour. 

1  AND  is  the  gospel  peace  and  love  ? 

So  let  our  conversation  be  ; 
The  serpent  blended  with  the  dove, 
Wisdom  and  meek  simplicity. 

2  Whene'er  the  angry  passions  rise, 

And  tempt  our  thoughts  or  tongues  to  strife, 
On  Jesus  let  us  fix  our  eyes, 

Bright  pattern  of  the  Christian  life  ! 
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3  O,  how  benevolent  and  kind  ! 

How  mild  !  how  ready  to  forgive  ! 
Be  this  the  temper  of  our  mind, 
And  his  the  rules  by  which  we  live. 

4  To  do  his  Heavenly  Father's  will 

Was  his  employment  and  delight  : 
Humanity  and  holy  zeal 

Shone  through  his  life  divinely  bright  ! 

5  Dispensing  good  where'er  he  came, 

The  labors  of  his  life  were  love  ; 
If,  then,  we  love  our  Saviour's  name, 
Thus  let  us  our  relation  prove. 

265.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Example  of  Christ. 

1  MY  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lord, 
I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word  ; 

But  in  thy  life  the  law  appears 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  such  thy  zeal, 
Such  deference  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meekness  so  divine, 

I  would  transcribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold  mountains  and  the  midnight  air 
Witnessed  the  fervor  of  thy  prayer, 
The  desert  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  victory,  too. 

4  Be  thou  my  pattern  ;  may  I  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here  ; 

Then  God,  the  Judge,  shall  own  my  name 
Among  the  followers  of  the  Lamb. 

206«  S.    M.  Doddridge. 

Attraction  of  the  Cross. 

1   BEHOLD  th'  amazing  sight, 
The  Saviour  lifted  hkh  ! 
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Behold  the  Father's  chief  delight 
Expire  in  agony  ! 

2  For  whom,  for  whom,  my  heart, 

Were  all  these  sorrows  borne  ? 
Why  did  he  feel  that  piercing  smart, 
And  meet  that  various  scorn  ? 

3  For  love  of  us  he  bled, 

And  all  in  torture  died  ; 
'T  was  love  that  bowed  his  fainting  head, 
And  oped  his  gushing  side. 

4  In  sympathy  of  love 

Let  all  the  earth  combine  ; 
And,  drawn  by  cords  so  gentle,  prove 
The  energy  divine. 

5  In  him  our  hearts  unite, 

Nor  share  his  grief  alone, 
But  from  his  cross  pursue  their  flight, 
To  his  triumphant  throne. 

26  T.  -L"  M.  Doddridge. 

Christ's  Submission  to  his  Father's  Will. 

1  "  FATHER  divine,"  the  Saviour  cried, 
While  horrors  pressed  on  every  side, 
And  prostrate  on  the  ground  he  lay, 

"  Remove  this  bitter  cup  away. 

2  "  But  if  these  pangs  must  still  be  borne 
Or  helpless  man  be  left  forlorn, 

I  bow  my  soul  before  thy  throne, 

And  say,  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done." 

3  Thus  our  submissive  souls  would  bow, 
And,  taught  by  Jesus,  lie  as  low  ; 
Our  hearts,  and  not  our  lips  alone, 
Would  say,  Thy  will,  not  ours,  be  done. 

4  Then,  though  like  him  in  dust  we  lie, 
We  '11  view  the  blissful  moment  nigh, 

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Which,  from  our  portion  in  his  pains, 
Calls  to  the  joy  in  which  he  reigns. 

268.  S-    M-  Needham. 

Christ  the  Light  of  the  World. 

1  BEHOLD  !  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

The  chosen  of  the  Lord, 

God's  well  beloved  Son,  fulfils 

The  sure  prophetic  word. 

2  No  royal  pomp  adorns 

This  King  of  Righteousness  ; 
Meekness  and  patience,  truth  and  love, 
Compose  his  princely  dress. 

3  The  spirit  of  the  Lord, 

In  rich  abundance  shed, 
On  this  great  Prophet  gently  lights, 
And  rests  upon  his  head. 

4  Jesus,  the  light  of  men  ! 

His  doctrine  life  imparts  ; 
O,  may  we  feel  its  quickening  power 
To  warm  and  glad  our  hearts. 

5  Cheered  by  its  beams,  our  souls 

Shall  run  the  heavenly  way  ; 
The  path  which  Christ  has  marked  and  trod 
Will  lead  to  endless  day. 

269.  L.   M.  Doddridge. 
Christ  the  Sun  of  Righteousness. 

1  TO  thee,  O  God  !  we  homage  pay, 
Source  of  the  light  that  rules  the  day  ! 
Who,  while  he  gilds  all  nature's  frame, 
Reflects  thy  rays  and  speaks  thy  name. 

2  In  louder  strains  we  sing  that  grace 
Which  gives  the  Sun  of  Righteousness, 
Whose  nobler  light  salvation  brings, 
And  scatters  healing  from  his  wings. 

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3  Still  on  our  hearts  may  Jesus  shine, 
With  beams  of  light  and  love  divine  ; 
Quickened  by  him  our  souls  shall  live, 
And  cheered  by  him  shall  grow  and  thrive. 

4  O,  may  his  glories  stand  confessed, 
From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west  ; 
Successful  may  his  gospel  run, 

Wide  as  the  circuit  of  the  sun. 

5  When  shall  that  radiant  scene  arise, 
When,  fixed  on  high,  in  purer  skies, 
Christ  all  his  lustre  shall  display 

On  all  his  saints  through  endless  day  ! 

2T0»  ?s'    M.    6  L.  Montgomery 

Christ  our  Example  in  Suffering. 

1  GO  to  dark  Gethsemane, 

Ye  that  feel  temptation's  power  ; 
Your  Redeemer's  conflict  see  ; 

Watch  with  him  one  bitter  hour  : 
Turn  not  from  his  griefs  away  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  pray.     . 

2  Follow  to  the  judgment-hall  ; 

View  the  Lord  of  life  arraigned  ; 
O,  the  wormwood  and  the  gall  ! 

O,  the  pangs  his  soul  sustained  ! 
Shun  not  suffering,  shame,  or  loss  ; 
Learn  of  him  to  bear  the  cross. 

3  Calv'ry's  mournful  mountain  climb  ; 

There,  admiring  at  his  feet, 
Mark  that  miracle  of  time, 

God's  own  sacrifice  complete  : 
"  It  is  finished,"  hear  him  cry  ; 
Learn  of  Jesus  Christ  to  die. 

4  Early  hasten  to  the  tomb 

Where  they  laid  his  breathless  clay  ; 
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All  is  solitude  and  gloom  : 

Who  has  taken  him  away  ? 
Christ  is  risen  ;  he  meets  our  eyes  : 
Saviour,  teach  us  so  to  rise. 

271.  c-  M-  E™*"- 

Example  of  Christ. 

1  BEHOLD,  where,  in  a  mortal  form, 

Appears  each  grace  divine  ; 
The  virtues,  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 

To  give  the  mourner  joy, 
To  preach  glad  tidings  to  the  poor, 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

3  'Midst  keen  reproach,  and  cruel  scorn, 

Patient  and  meek  he  stood  ; 
His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life  ; 
He  labored  for  their  good. 

4  In  the  last  hour  of  deep  distress, 

Before  his  Father's  throne, 
With  soul  resigned,  he  bowed,  and  said, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done  ! " 

5  Be  Christ  our  pattern  and  our  guide  ; 

His  image  may  we  bear  ; 
O,  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share  ! 

272.  7S'     M'  FuRHESS. 

Jesus  our  Leader. 

1  FEEBLE,  helpless,  how  shall  I 
Learn  to  live  and  learn  to  die  ? 
Who,  O  God,  my  guide  shall  be  ? 
Who  shall  lead  thy  child  to  thee  ? 

2  Blessed  Father,  gracious  One, 
Thou  hast  sent  thv  holy  Son  ; 

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He  will  give  the  light  I  need, 
He  my  trembling  steps  will  lead. 

3  Through  this  world,  uncertain,  dim, 
Let  me  ever  lean  on  him  ; 

From  his  precepts  wisdom  draw, 
Make  his  life  my  solemn  law. 

4  Thus,  in  deed,  and  thought,  and  word, 
Led  by  Jesus  Christ  the  Lord, 

In  my  weakness,  thus  shall  I 
Learn  to  live  and  learn  to  die. 

5  Learn  to  live  in  peace  and  love, 
Like  the  perfect  ones  above  ;  — 
Learn  to  die  without  a  fear, 
Feeling  thee,  my  Father,  near. 


THE   GOSPEL   AND   ITS   INVITATIONS. 

273.  L«    M'  BOWRIKO. 

The  Teaching  of  Jesus. 

1  HOW  sweetly  flowed  the  gospel  sound 

From  lips  of  gentleness  and  grace, 
When  listening  thousands  gathered  round, 
And  joy  and  gladness  filled  the  place  ! 

2  From  heaven  he  came,  of  heaven  he  spoke, 

To  heaven  he  led  his  followers'  way  ; 
Dark  clouds  of  gloomy  night  he  broke, 
Unveiling  an  immortal  day. 

3  "  Come,  wanderers,  to  my  Father's  home  ; 

Come,  all  ye  weary  ones,  and  rest  "  : 
Yes,  sacred  Teacher,  we  will  come, 
Obey  thee,  love  thee,  and  be  blest. 

4  Decay,  then,  tenements  of  dust ! 

Pillars  of  earthly  pride,  decay  ! 
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A  nobler  mansion  waits  the  just, 
And  Jesus  has  prepared  the  way. 

274.  L.  M.  BEDDOMI. 

Excellence  of  the  Gospel. 

1  GOD,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 
Makes  his  eternal  counsels  known  ; 
'T  is  here  his  richest  mercy  shines 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  minds,  to  cheer  our  hearts  ; 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  live  ; 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

3  Our  raging  passions  it  controls, 

And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls  ; 

It  brings  a  better  world  in  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

4  May  this  blest  volume  ever  lie 
Close  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
Till  life's  last  hour  my  soul  engage, 
And  be  my  chosen  heritage. 

275.  CM.  Watts. 

The  Gospel  Trumpet. 

1  LET  every  mortal  ear  attend, 

And  every  heart  rejoice  ; 
The  trumpet  of  the  gospel  sounds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry,  starving  souls, 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  strive  with  earthly  toys 
To  fill  an  empty  mind,  — 

3  Eternal  Wisdom  has  prepared 

A  soul-reviving  feast, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provision  taste. 
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4  Ho  !  ye  that  pant  for  living  streams, 

And  pine  away,  and  die,  — 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirst 
With  springs  that  never  dry. 

5  The  happy  gates  of  gospel  grace 

Stand  open  night  and  day  ; 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  seek  supplies, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

276.  L.    M.  Watts. 

Gospel  Mission. 

1  THUS  spake  the  Saviour,  when  he  sent 

His  ministers  to  preach  his  word  : 
They  through  the  world  obedient  went, 
And  spread  the  gospel  of  their  Lord  : 

2  "  Go  forth,  ye  heralds,  in  my  name  ; 

Bid  all  the  world  my  grace  receive  ; 
The  gospel  jubilee  proclaim, 

And  call  them  to  repent  and  live. 

3  u  The  joyful  news  to  all  impart, 

And  teach  them  where  salvation  lies  ; 
Bind  up  the  broken,  bleeding  heart, 
And  wipe  the  tear  from  weeping  eyes. 

4  "  Be  wise  as  serpents  where  you  go, 

But  harmless  as  the  peaceful  dove, 
And  let  your  heaven-taught  conduct  show 
That  you  're  commissioned  from  above. 

5  u  All  power  is  vested  in  my  hands  ; 

I  will  protect  you  and  defend  ; 
Whilst  thus  you  follow  my  commands, 
I  'm  with  you  till  the  world  shall  end." 

277.  H.    M.  DODDRIDOI. 

Efficacy  and  Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1   MARK  the  soft-falling  snow 
And  the  diffusive  rain  ! 
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THE  GOSPEL  AND  ITS  INVITATIONS. 

To  heaven,  from  whence  it  fell, 
Jt  turns  not  back  again  ; 


And  calls  forth  all 
Her  secret  store. 


But  waters  earth 
Through  every  pore 

2  Arrayed  in  beauteous  green, 
The  hills  and  valleys  shine, 
And  man  and  beast  are  fed 
By  Providence  divine 


The  copious  seed 
Of  future  years. 


The  harvest  bows 
Its  golden  ears, 

3  "  So,"  saith  the  God  of  grace, 
"  My  gospel  shall  descend, 
Almighty  to  effect 

The  purpose  I  intend  ; 


Millions  of  souls 
Shall  feel  its  power, 


And  bear  it  down 
To  millions  more." 


278.  L. M-  Watts- 

Excillency  of  the  Christian  Religion. 

1  LET  everlasting  glories  crown 

Thy  head,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord  ; 
Thy  hands  have  brought  salvation  down, 
And  stored  the  blessings  in  thy  word. 

2  In  vain  the  trembling  conscience  seeks 

Some  solid  ground  to  rest  upon  ; 
With  long  despair  the  spirit  breaks, 
Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 

3  How  well  thy  blessed  truths  agree  ! 

How  wise  and  holy  thy  commands  ! 
Thy  promises,  how  firm  they  be  ! 

How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  stands  ! 

4  Should  all  the  forms  that  men  devise 

Assault  my  faith  with  treacherous  art, 
I  'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies, 
And  bind  the  gospel  to  my  heart. 
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THE  GOSPEL  AND  ITS  INVITATIONS. 

279.  ?S.  M.  6  L.  Hawes. 

Come  and  welcome. 

1  FROM  the  cross  uplifted  high, 
Where  the  Saviour  deigns  to  die, 
What  melodious  sounds  we  hear, 
Bursting  on  the  ravished  ear  !  — 

"  Love's  redeeming  work  is  done  ; 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

2  u  Spread  for  thee  the  festal  board, 
See,  with  richest  dainties  stored  ; 
To  thy  Father's  bosom  pressed, 
Yet  again  a  child  confessed, 
Never  from  his  house  to  roam, 
Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come. 

3  "  Soon  the  days  of  life  shall  end  ; 
Lo  !  I  come,  your  Saviour,  Friend, 
Safe  your  spirits  to  convey 

To  the  realms  of  endless  day, 

Up  to  my  eternal  home  ; 

Come  and  welcome,  sinner,  come." 

280.  7S.  M.  Barbauld. 

The  Invitations  of  the  Gospel. 

1  COME  !  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 
Come,  and  make  my  paths  your  choice  : 
I  will  guide  you  to  your  home  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come  ! 

2  Thou,  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn, 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste, 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste  ! 

3  Ye,  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  : 

Ye,  whose  swollen  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise  : 
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4  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn, 

In  remorse  for  guilt  who  mourn  ; 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care  ! 
Conscience  wounded,  who  can  bear  ? 

5  Sinner,  come  !  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound  ; 
Peace  that  ever  shall  endure  ; 
Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

2ol«  C*  ^.  Montgomery. 

Mutual  Invitation. 

1  COME,  let  us  join  our  souls  to  God 

In  everlasting  bands, 
And  seize  the  blessings  he  bestows 
With  eager  hearts  and  hands. 

2  Come,  let  us  to  his  temple  haste, 

And  seek  his  favor  there, 
Before  his  footstool  humbly  bow, 
And  offer  fervent  prayer. 

3  Come,  let  us  share,  without  delay, 

The  blessings  of  his  grace  ; 
Nor  shall  the  years  of  distant  life 
Their  mem'ry  e'er  efface. 

4  O,  may  our  children  ever  haste 

To  seek  their  fathers'  God, 
Nor  e'er  forsake  the  happy  path 
Their  fathers'  feet  have  trod. 

282.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Religion  the  one  Thing  needful. 

1  WHY  do  we  waste  in  trifling  cares 
The  lives  divine  compassion  spares, 
While,  in  the  various  range  of  thought, 
The  one  thing  needful  is  forgot  ? 

2  Our  Father  calls  us  from  above, 
Our  Saviour  pleads  his  dying  love, 

159 


THE  GOSPEL  AND  ITS  INVITATIONS. 

Awakened  conscience  gives  us  pain  ; 
Shall  all  these  pleas  unite  in  vain  ? 

3  Not  so  our  dying  eyes  will  view 
The  objects  which  we  now  pursue  ; 
Not  so  eternity  appear, 

When  the  decisive  hour  is  near. 

4  Then  wake,  my  soul,  thy  way  prepare, 
And  lose  in  this  each  meaner  care  ; 
With  steady  step  that  path  be  trod, 
Which  through  the  grave  conducts  to  God. 

283.  S.    M.  Episcopal  Coll. 
Gospel  Invitations. 

1  THE  Spirit,  in  our  hearts, 

Is  whispering,  tC  Sinner,  come  !  n 
The  Bride,  the  church  of  Christ,  proclaims 
To  all  his  children,  "Come!" 

2  Let  him  that  heareth  say 

To  all  about  him,  "  Come  !  " 
Let  him  that  thirsts  for  righteousness, 
To  Christ,  the  fountain,  come  ! 

3  Yes,  whosoever  will, 

O,  let  him  freely  come, 
And  freely  drink  the  stream  of  life  ; 
'T  is  Jesus  bids  him  come. 

4  Lo,  Jesus,  who  invites, 

Declares,  "  I  quickly  come  "  : 
Lord,  even  so  !   I  wait  thine  hour  : 
Jesus,  my  Saviour,  come  ! 

284.  7s.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 
The  Sinner  entreated  to  awake. 

1  SINNER,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep  ; 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep  ; 
Raise  thy  spirit,  dark  and  dead  ; 
Jesus  waits  his  light  to  shed. 
160 


THE  GOSPEL  AND  ITS  INVITATIONS. 

2  Wake  from  sleep  ;  arise  from  death  ; 
See  the  bright  and  living  path  ; 
Watchful,  tread  that  path  ;  be  wise  ; 
Leave  thy  folly  ;  seek  the  skies. 

3  Leave  thy  folly  ;  cease  from  crime  ; 
From  this  hour  redeem  thy  time  ; 
Life  secure  without  delay  ; 

Evil  is  thy  mortal  day. 

4  O,  then,  rouse  thee  from  thy  sleep  ; 
Wake,  and  o'er  thy  folly  weep  ; 
Jesus  calls  from  death  and  night ; 
Jesus  waits  to  shed  his  light. 

285.  S.  M.  Select  Hymns. 

Now  the  Day  of  Grace. 

1  NOW  is  the  day  of  grace  ; 

Now  to  the  Father  come  ; 
The  Lord  is  calling,  "  Seek  my  face, 
And  I  will  guide  you  home." 

2  The  Saviour  bids  you  speed  ; 

O,  wherefore  then  delay  ? 
He  calls  in  love  ;  he  sees  your  need  ; 
He  bids  you  come  to-day. 

3  To-day  the  prize  is  won  ; 

The  promise  is  to  save  ; 
Then,  O,  be  wise  ;  to-morrow's  sun 
May  shine  upon  your  grave. 

286«  S*  M.  Doddridge. 

A  timely  Improvement  of  Life. 

1  THE  swift-declining  day, 

How  fast  its  moments  fly  ! 
While  evening's  broad  and  gloomy  shade 
Gains  on  the  western  sky. 

2  Ye  mortals  !  mark  its  pace  ; 

Improve  the  hours  of  light ; 
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THE  GOSPEL  AND  ITS  INVITATIONS. 

And  know,  your  Maker  can  command 
An  instantaneous  night. 

3  His  word  blots  out  the  sun 

In  its  meridian  blaze  ; 
And  cuts  from  sanguine,  vigorous  youth 
The  remnant  of  its  days. 

4  On  the  dark  mountain's  brow 

Your  feet  shall  quickly  slide, 
And  from  its  airy  summit  dash 
Your  momentary  pride. 

5  What  most  demands  your  care, 

O,  be  it  still  pursued  ! 
Lest,  slighted  once,  the  season  fair 
Should  never  be  renewed. 

6  Then  shall  new  lustre  break 

Through  horror's  darkest  gloom, 
And  lead  you  to  unchanging  light, 
In  a  celestial  home. 

287.  7  &,  6s.  M.  Montgomery. 

Blessings  of  Christ's  Kingdom. 

1  HAIL  to  the  Lord's  Anointed, 

Great  David's  greater  Son  ! 
Hail  !  in  the  time  appointed 

His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 
He  comes  to  break  oppression, 

To  set  the  captive  free, 
To  take  away  transgression, 

And  rule  in  equity. 

2  He  comes,  with  succour  speedy, 

To  those  who  suffer  wrong  ; 
To  help  the  poor  and  needy, 

And  bid  the  weak  be  strong  ; 
To  give  them  songs  for  sighing, 

Their  darkness  turn  to  light, 
Whose  souls,  condemned  and  dying, 

Were  precious  in  his  sight. 
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THE  GOSPEL  AND  ITS  INVITATIONS. 

3  He  shall  descend  like  showers 

Upon  the  fruitful  earth, 
And  love  and  joy,  like  flowers, 

Spring  in  his  path  to  birth  ; 
Before  him,  on  the  mountains, 

Shall  peace,  the  herald,  go  ; 
And  righteousness,  in  fountains, 

From  hill  to  valley  flow. 

4  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing 

And  daily  vows  ascend, 
His  kingdom  still  increasing, — 

A  kingdom  without  end  : 
The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove  ; 
His  name  shall  stand  for  ever  ; 

That  name  to  us  is  love. 

288.  L.  M.    6L.  Anonymous. 

The  Gospel  gives  Peace  and  Rest. 

1  PEACE,  troubled  soul,  whose  plaintive  moan 

Hath  taught  these  rocks  the  notes  of  woe  ; 
Cease  thy  complaints,  suppress  thy  groan, 

And  let  thy  tears  forget  to  flow  : 
Behold  the  precious  balm  is  found, 
Which  lulls  thy  pain,  which  heals  thy  wound. 

2  Come,  freely  come,  by  sin  oppressed, 

Unburden  here  the  weighty  load, 
Here  find  thy  refuge  and  thy  rest, 

And  trust  the  mercy  of  thy  God  : 
Thy  God  's  thy  Father,  —  glorious  word  ! 
For  ever  love  and  praise  the  Lord. 

3  As  spring  the  winter,  day  the  night, 

Peace  sorrow's  gloom  shall  chase  away, 
And  smiling  joy,  a  seraph  bright, 

Shall  tend  thy  steps  and  near  thee  stay  ; 
Whilst  glory  weaves  th'  immortal  crown, 
And  waits  to  claim  thee  for  her  own. 
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SPIRITUAL   INFLUENCES. 

289*  H.  M.  Campbell's  Coll. 

Pleading  the  Promise  of  the  Spirit. 

1  O  THOU  that  hearest  prayer, 

Attend  our  humble  cry, 
And  let  thy  servants  share 

Thy  blessing  from  on  high  : 
We  plead  the  promise  of  thy  word  ; 
Grant  us  thy  holy  spirit,  Lord. 

2  If  earthly  parents  hear 

Their  children  when  they  cry, — 
If  they,  with  love  sincere, 

Their  varied  wants  supply, — 
Much  more  wilt  thou  thy  love  display, 
And  answer  when  thy  children  pray. 

3  Our  Heavenly  Father,  thou  ; 

We,  children  of  thy  grace  : 
O,  let  thy  spirit  now 

Descend  and  fill  the  place  : 
So  shall  we  feel  the  heavenly  flame, 
And  all  unite  to  praise  thy  name. 

4  O,  may  that  sacred  fire, 

Descending  from  above, 
Our  languid  hearts  inspire 

With  fervent  zeal  and  love  : 
Enlighten  our  beclouded  eyes, 
And  teach  our  grovelling  souls  to  rise. 

5  And  send  thy  spirit  down 

On  all  the  nations,  Lord, 
With  great  success  to  crown 

The  preaching  of  thy  word, 
Till  heathen  lands  shall  own  thy  sway, 
And  cast  their  idol  gods  away. 


SPIRITUAL  INFLUENCES. 

290.  8,  6,  &,  4s.  M.      Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Holy  Spirit  the  Comforter. 

1  OUR  blest  Redeemer,  ere  he  breathed 

His  tender,  last  farewell, 
A  Guide,  a  Comforter,  bequeathed 
With  us  to  dwell. 

2  He  came  in  tongues  of  living  flame, 

To  teach,  convince,  subdue  ; 
All  powerful  as  the  wind  he  came, 
As  viewless  too. 

3  He  came  sweet  influence  to  impart, 

A  gracious,  willing  guest, 
While  he  can  find  one  humble  heart 
Wherein  to  rest. 

4  And  his  that  gentle  voice  we  hear, 

Soft  as  the  breeze  of  even, 
That  checks  each  fault,  that  calms  each  fear, 
And  speaks  of  heaven. 

5  And  every  virtue  we  possess, 

And  every  victory  won, 
And  every  thought  of  holiness, 
Are  his  alone. 

6  Spirit  of  purity  and  grace, 

.    Our  weakness,  pitying,  see  ; 
O,  make  our  hearts  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  worthier  thee. 

20  1  •  L.  M .  Burder's  Coll. 

Quickening  Spirit. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  calm  my  mind, 

And  fit  me  to  approach  my  God  ; 
Remove  each  vain,  each  worldly  thought, 
And  lead  me  to  thy  blest  abode. 

2  Hast  thou  imparted  to  my  soul 

A  living  spark  of  holy  fire  ? 
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SPIRITUAL  INFLUENCES. 

O,  kindle  now  the  sacred  flame, 

And  make  me  burn  with  pure  desire. 
3  A  brighter  faith  and  hope  impart, 

And  let  me  now  my  Saviour  see  ; 

O,  soothe  and  cheer  my  burdened  heart, 
And  bid  my  spirit  rest  in  thee. 

292,  C.    M.  Watts. 

For  Fervency  of  Devotion. 

1  COME,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers, 
Kindle  a  flame  of  sacred  love 
In  these  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  In  vain  we  tune  our  formal  songs, 

In  vain  we  strive  to  rise  ; 
Hosannas  languish  on  our  tongues, 
And  our  devotion  dies. 

3  Come,  Holy  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 

With  all  thy  quickening  powers  ; 
Come,  shed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  shall  kindle  ours. 

293*  CM.  Pratt's  Coll. 

Reviving  Spirit. 

1  ETERNAL  Spirit,  God  of  truth, 

Our  contrite  hearts  inspire  ; 
Revive  the  flame  of  heavenly  love, 
And  feed  the  pure  desire. 

2  'T  is  thine  to  soothe  the  sorrowing  mind, 

With  guilt  and  fear  oppressed  ; 
'T  is  thine  to  bid  the  dying  live, 
And  give  the  weary  rest. 

3  Subdue  the  power  of  every  sin, 

Whate'er  that  sin  may  be, 
That  we,  with  humble,  holy  heart, 
May  worship  only  thee. 
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BPIRIT1  \i.  iMi.i  ENl 

2t)4.  8.  i\l.  Ham 

Sanctifying  Influence. 

1  ( 'OM  E,  Holy  Spirit,  come  ; 

Lei  ili\  bright  beam    srii  e  ; 

Dispel  the  sorrow  from  our  mind ■;, 

The  darkne     from  out  eyes. 

2  ( Convince  m  all  oi    in  ; 

Lend  ii i  to  thine  abode, 
And  to  our  wondering  new  reveal 
Thy  mercie  i,  0  our  ( rod  I 
ii  Elevii  6  our  drooping  faith, 

( >iir  doubts  and  fears  remove, 

And  kindle  in  our  hi  e;r  1 9  the  fhnne 

Of  never-dying  lot •■• 

4  'T  is  thine  to  cleani  e  1 1  j  *  -  heart, 

To  sanctify  (be  soul, 
To  pom  fresh  life  in  every  part 
\  nd  new  -create  the  whole. 

5  Dwell,  Spirit,  ii)  out  hearts  ; 

( Hir  minds  from  bondage  fi  ee  \ 
Then  ihall  we  know,  ;md  praise,  and  love, 
And  1 ise  at  length  to  thee. 

295.  7s.   U.  §a rsnratv, 

The  <""  king    pii  ii 

1  HOLT?  Spirit,  frorri  on  high, 
Bend  o'er  u   i  pitying  eye  ; 
rVow  refresh  the  drooping  heart, 
Bid  the  powei  of  iin  depart* 

2  Light  up  every  dark  n  i 
Of  our  heart's  ungodline 
Sbon  >■  ray 

Where  our  stopH  have  gone  :r;tray. 

3  Tea<  h  us,  prith  repentant  grief, 
Humbly  to  implore  relief ; 

J  07 


SPIRITUAL  INFLUENCES. 

Then  the  Saviour's  love  reveal, 
And  our  broken  spirits  heal. 
4   May  we  daily  grow  in  grace, 
And  pursue  the  heavenly  race, 
Trained  in  wisdom,  led  by  love, 
Till  we  reach  our  rest  above. 

296.  L-  M.  Brown.. 

Our  Guide. 

1  Come,  gracious  Spirit,  heavenly  Dove, 
With  light  and  comfort  from  above  ; 
Be  thou  our  guardian,  thou  our  guide  ; 
O'er  every  thought  and  step  preside. 

2  To  us  the  light  of  truth  display, 

And  make  us  know  and  choose  thy  way  ; 

Plant  holy  fear  in  every  heart, 

That  we  from  God  may  ne'er  depart. 

3  Lead  us  to  holiness,  —  the  road 
Which  we  must  take  to  dwell  with  God  ; 
Lead  us  to  Christ,  —  the  living  way,  — 
Nor  let  us  from  his  pastures  stray  ;  — 

4  Lead  us  to  God,  —  our  final  rest,  — 
To  be  with  him  for  ever  blest  ; 

Lead  us  to  heaven,  its  bliss  to  share, — 
Fulness  of  joy  for  ever  there. 

297.  L.  M.  Beddome 
Teachings  of  the  Spirit. 

1  COME,  blessed  Spirit,  heavenly  Light, 

Whose  power  and  grace  are  unconfined, 
Dispel  the  gloomy  shades  of  night, 
The  thicker  darkness  of  the  mind. 

2  To  mine  illumined  eyes  display 

The  glorious  truth  thy  words  reveal ; 
Cause  me  to  run  the  heavenly  way  ; 
Make  me  delight  to  do  thy  will. 
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SPIRITUAL   INFLUENCES. 

3  Thine  inward  teachings  make  me  know 

The  wonders  of  redeeming  love, 
The  vanity  of  things  below, 

And  excellence  of  things  above. 

4  While  through  these  dubious  paths  I  stray, 

Spread,  like  the  sun,  thy  beams  abroad  ; 
O,  show  the  dangers  of  the  way, 
And  guide  my  feeble  steps  to  God  ! 

298.  C-  M.  Breviary. 

Holy  Aspirations. 

1  THE  Saviour  now  is  gone  before 

To  yon  blest  realms  of  light  : 
O,  thither  may  our  spirits  soar, 
And  wing  their  upward  flight. 

2  Lord,  make  us  to  those  joys  aspire. 

That  spring  from  love  to  thee, 
That  pass  the  carnal  heart's  desire, 
And  faith  alone  can  see. 

3  To  guide  us  to  thy  glories,  Lord, 

To  lift  us  to  the  sky, 
O,  may  thy  spirit  still  be  poured 
Upon  us  from  on  high. 

299.  78-  M.  Stocker. 

Influences  of  the  Spirit. 

1  GRACIOUS  Spirit  !  Love  divine  ! 
Let  thy  light  within  me  shine  ; 

All  my  guilty  fears  remove  ; 
Fill  me  with  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Life  and  peace  to  me  impart  ; 
Seal  salvation  on  my  heart  ; 
Dwell  thyself  within  my  breast, 
Earnest  of  immortal  rest. 

3  Let  me  never  from  thee  stray  ; 
Keep  me  in  the  narrow  way  : 

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SPIRITUAL  INFLUENCES. 

Fill  my  soul  with  joy  divine  ; 
Keep  me,  Lord,  For  ever  thine. 

300.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Spirit  desired. 

1  GREAT  Father  of  our  feeble  race, 

Behold,  thy  servants  wait  ; 
With  longing  eyes  and  lifted  hands, 
We  flock  around  thy  gate. 

2  O,  shed  abroad  that  royal  gift, 

Thy  spirit,  from  above, 
To  bless  our  eyes  with  sacred  light, 
And  fire  our  hearts  with  love. 

3  Blest  earnest  of  eternal  joy, 

Declare  our  sins  forgiven, 
And  bear,  with  energy  divine, 
Our  raptured  thoughts  to  heaven. 

4  Diffuse,  O  God,  refreshing  showers, 

That  earth  its  fruit  may  yield, 
And  change  this  barren  wilderness 
To  Carmel's  flowery  field. 

301.  8  &  7S.    M.  Hastings. 

Guidance  implored. 

1  GENTLY,  Lord  !  O,  gently  lead  us, 

Through  this  lonely  vale  of  tears  ; 
Through  the  changes  thou  'st  decreed  us, 

Till  our  last  great  change  appears  : 
When  temptations  darts  assail  us, 

When  in  devious  paths  we  stray, 
Let  thy  goodness  never  fail  us, — 

Lead  us  in  thy  perfect  way. 

2  In  the  hour  of  pain  and  anguish, 

In  the  hour  when  death  draws  near, 
Suffer  not  our  hearts  to  languish,  — 
Suffer  not  our  souls  to  fear  : 
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And,  when  mortal  life  is  ended, 
May  we  wake  among  the  blest, 

And,  by  all  the  saints  attended, 
Ever  on  thy  bosom  rest. 

302.  10s.  M.  Dr.  Johnson. 

Imploring  Divine  Light. 

O  THOU,  whose  power  o'er  moving  worlds  presides, 
Whose  voice  created,  and  whose  wisdom  guides, 
On  darkling  man  in  pure  effulgence  shine, 
And  cheer  the  clouded  mind  with  light  divine. 

'T  is  thine  alone  to  calm  the  pious  breast 

With  silent  confidence  and  holy  rest  : 

From  thee,  great  God,  we  spring  ;  to  thee  we  tend ; 

Path,  Motive,  Guide,  Original,  and  End. 

303*  L.    M.  Doddridge. 

Living  Waters. 

1  BLEST  Spirit,  Source  of  grace  divine, 
What  soul-refreshing  streams  are  thine  ! 
O,  bring  these  healing  waters  nigh, 

Or  we  must  droop,  and  fall,  and  die. 

2  No  traveller  through  desert  lands, 
'Midst  scorching  suns  and  burning  sands, 
More  eager  longs  for  cooling  rain, 

Or  pants  the  current  to  obtain. 

3  Our  longing  souls  aloud  would  sing  ; 
Spring  up,  celestial  fountain,  spring  ; 
To  a  redundant  river  flow, 

And  cheer  this  thirsty  land  below. 

4  May  this  blest  torrent,  near  my  side, 
Through  all  the  desert  swiftly  glide  ; 
Then,  in  Immanuel's  land  above, 
Spread  to  a  sea  of  joy  and  lov^  ! 

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304.  S.    M.  Wesleyah. 

For  a  holy  Heart. 

1  GREAT  Source  of  life  and  light, 

Thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  by  thy  holy  spirit  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart : 
My  soul  would  cleave  to  thee  ; 

Let  naught  my  purpose  move  ; 
O,  let  my  faith  more  steadfast  be, 

And  more  intense  my  love  ! 

2  Imbue  my  constant  mind 

With  deep  humility, 
And  let  an  ardent  zeal  be  joined 

With  perfect  charity  ; 
That  grace  to  me  impart, 

With  meekness  to  reprove, 
To  hate  the  sin  with  all  my  heart, 

And  still  the  sinner  love. 

3  Long  as  my  trials  last, 

Long  as  the  cross  I  bear, 
O,  let  my  soul  on  thee  be  cast 

In  confidence  and  prayer  ! 
Conduct  me  to  the  shore 

Of  everlasting  peace, 
Where  storm  and  tempest  rise  no  more, 

Where  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

305.  L.  M.    6  L.  Wesley's  Coll. 

For  the  Direction  of  God's  Spirit. 

1  LEADER  of  Israel's  host,  and  Guide 
Of  all  who  seek  the  land  above, 
Beneath  thy  shadow  we  abide, 

The  cloud  of  thy  protecting  love  ; 
Our  strength  thy  grace,  our  rule  thy  word, 
Our  end  ihe  glory  of  the  Lord. 
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2  By  thine  unerring  spirit  led, 

We  shall  not  in  the  desert  stray  ; 
We  shall  not  full  direction  need, 

Nor  miss  our  providential  way  ; 
As  far  from  danger  as  from  fear, 
While  Love,  almighty  Love,  is  near. 

306*  C.   M.       Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Peace-giving  Spirit. 

1  SPIRIT  of  peace,  celestial  Dove  ! 

How  excellent  thy  praise  ! 
No  richer  gift  than  Christian  love 
Thy  gracious  power  displays. 

2  Sweet  as  the  dew  on  herb  and  flower 

That  silently  distils, 
At  evening's  soft  and  balmy  hour, 
On  Zion's  fruitful  hills, — 

3  So  with  mild  influence  from  above 

Shall  promised  grace  descend  ; 
Till  universal  peace  and  love 
O'er  all  the  earth  extend. 

307«  ^-J'  M.     Companion  Hymn  Book. 

The  Soul  thirsting  for  God. 

1  FOUNTAIN  of  all-sufficient  bliss 

To  men  below,  to  saints  above, 
Fulness  of  joy  in  thee  there  is, 
Fulness  of  light,  fulness  of  love. 

2  Enter,  and  fill  my  waiting  mind  ; 

Give  me  that  peace,  that  calm  repose, 
Which  self-complacence  cannot  find, 
Which  self-abasement  only  knows. 

3  To  thee  my  inmost  soul  aspires  ; 

To  thee  I  plight  my  solemn  vows  ; 
Keep  me  from  all  impure  desires, 

And  all  my  best  affections  rouse. 
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4  Fit  me  to  join  thy  saints  on  high, 

Who  brightly  shine,  in  bliss  complete  ; 
Who  view  thy  glorious  majesty, 

And  cast  their  crowns  before  thy  feet. 

308.  C.     M.  BULFIKCH. 

Peace  in  the  Storm. 

1  LORD,  in  whose  might  the  Saviour  trod 

The  dark  and  stormy  wave, 
And  trusted  in  his  Father's  arm, 
Omnipotent  to  save  ;  — 

2  When  thickly  round  our  footsteps  rise 

The  floods  and  storms  of  life, 
Send  thou  thy  spirit  down  to  still 
The  dark  and  fearful  strife. 

3  Strong  in  our  trust,  on  thee  reposed, 

The  ocean  path  we  '11  dare, 
Though  waves  around  us  rage  and  foam, 
Since  thou  art  present  there. 

309.  CM.  Steele. 

Succour  implored  in  spiritual  Conflicts. 

1  O  GRACIOUS  God,  in  whom  I  live, 

My  feeble  efforts  aid  ; 
Help  me  to  watch,  and  pray,  and  strive, 
Though  trembling  and  afraid. 

2  Increase  my  faith,  increase  my  hope, 

When  foes  and  fears  prevail  ; 
O,  bear  my  fainting  spirit  up, 
Or  soon  my  strength  will  fail. 

3  Whene'er  temptations  lure  my  heart, 

Or  draw  my  feet  aside, 
My  God,  thy  powerful  aid  impart, 
My  Guardian  and  my  Guide. 

4  O,  keep  me  in  thy  heavenly  way, 

And  bid  the  tempter  flee  ; 
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And  let  me  never,  never  stray 
From  happiness  and  thee. 

310.  L.  M.  Moravian 

For  Guardianship  and  Guidance. 

1  O  THOU,  to  whose  all-searching  sight 
The  darkness  shineth  as  the  light, 
Search,  prove  my  heart  ;  it  pants  for  thee  ; 
O,  burst  these  bonds,  and  set  it  free  ! 

2  If  in  this  darksome  wild  I  stray, 

Be  thou  my  light,  be  thou  my  way  ; 

No  foes,  no  violence,  I  fear, 

No  fraud,  while  thou,  my  God,  art  near. 

3  When  rising  floods  my  soul  o'erflow, 
When  sinks  my  heart  in  waves  of  woe, 

0  God,  thy  timely  aid  impart, 

And  raise  my  head  and  cheer  my  heart. 

4  If  rough  and  thorny  be  the  way, 
My  strength  proportion  to  my  day  ; 

Till  toil,  and  grief,  and  pain,  shall  cease, 
Where  all  is  cairn,  and  joy,  and  peace. 

311.  CM.  Watts. 

Prayer  for  quickening  Grace. 

1  MY  soul  lies  cleaving  to  the  dust  ; 

Lord,  give  me  life  divine  ; 
From  vain  desires,  and  every  lust, 
Turn  off  these  eyes  of  mine. 

2  I  need  the  influence  of  thy  grace 

To  speed  me  in  thy  wray, 
Lest  I  should  loiter  in  my  race, 
Or  turn  my  feet  astray. 

3  Are  not  thy  mercies  sovereign  still, 

And  thou  a  faithful  God  ? 
Wilt  thou  not  grant  me  warmer  zeal 
To  run  the  heavenly  road  ? 
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4  Does  not  my  heart  thy  precepts  love, 

And  long  to  see  thy  face  ? 
And  yet  how  slow  my  spirits  move 
Without  enlivening  grace  ! 

5  Then  shall  I  love  thy  gospel  more, 

And  ne'er  forget  thy  word, 
When  I  have  felt  its  quickening  power 
To  draw  me  near  the  Lord. 

312.  L.  M.  Dryden. 

Divine  Light  and  Guidance  implored. 

1  O  SOURCE  of  uncreated  light, 

By  whom  the  worlds  were  raised  from  night, 
Come,  visit  every  pious  mind  ; 
Come,  pour  thy  joys  on  human  kind. 

2  Plenteous  in  grace,  descend  from  high, 
Rich  in  thy  matchless  energy  : 

From  sin  and  sorrow  set  us  free, 
And  make  us  temples  worthy  thee. 

3  Cleanse  and  refine  our  earthly  parts, 
Inflame  and  sanctify  our  hearts, 
Our  frailties  help,  our  vice  control, 
Submit  the  senses  to  the  soul. 

4  Thrice  holy  Fount  !  thrice  holy  Fire  ! 
Our  hearts  with  heavenly  love  inspire  ; 
Make  us  eternal  truths  receive, 

Aid  us  to  live  as  we  believe. 

5  Chase  from  our  path  each  noxious  foe, 
And  peace,  the  fruit  of  love,  bestow  ; 
And,  lest  our  feet  should  step  astray, 
Protect  and  guide  us  in  our  way. 

313.  CM.  Salisbury  Coll. 
Divine  Aid  implored. 

1   THINE  influence,  mighty  God  !  is  felt 
Through  nature's  ample  round  ; 
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In  heaven,  on  earth,  through  air  and  skies, 
Thy  energy  is  found. 

2  Thy  sacred  influence,  Lord  !  we  need 

To  form  our  hearts  anew  ; 
O,  cleanse  our  souls  from  every  sin, 
And  thy  salvation  show  ! 

3  Father  of  light  !  thine  aid  impart 

To  guide  our  doubtful  way  ; 
Thy  truth  shall  scatter  every  cloud, 
And  make  a  glorious  day. 

4  Supported  by  thy  heavenly  grace, 

We  '11  do  and  bear  thy  will  ; 
That  grace  shall  make  each  burden  light, 
And  every  murmur  still. 

5  Cheered  by  thy  smiles,  we  '11  fearless  tread 

The  gloomy  path  of  death  ; 
And,  with  the  hopes  of  endless  bliss, 
To  thee  resign  our  breath. 

314.  C.    M.  Smart. 

Heavenly  Wisdom  implored  through  the  Perils  of  Life. 

1  FATHER  «f  light  !  conduct  my  feet 

Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road  ; 
Let  each  advancing  step  still  bring 
Me  nearer  t&  my  Ged. 

2  Let  heaven-eyed  prudence  be  my  guide, 

And,  when  I  g#  astray, 
Recall  my  feet  fnjm  folly's  path 
To  wisdom's  better  way. 

3  Teach  me  in  every  various  scene 

T«  keep  my  end  in  sight  ; 
And,  while  I  tread  life's  mazy  track, 
Let  wisdom  guide  me  right. 

4  That  heavenly  wisdom  from  above 

Abundantly  impart  ; 

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And  let  it  guard,  and  guide,  and  warm, 
And  penetrate  my  heart ; 
5  Till  it  shall  lead  me  to  thyself, 
Fountain  of  bliss  and  love  ! 
And  all  my  darkness  be  dispersed 
In  endless  light  above. 

^J  J_  £J#  O.  jYI.        Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

God  our  Portion  on  Earth  and  in  Heaven. 

1  WHOM  have  we,  Lord,  in  heaven  but  thee, 

And  whom  on  earth  beside  ? 
Where  else  for  succour  can  we  flee, 
Or  in  whose  strength  confide  ? 

2  Thou  art  our  portion  here  below, 

Our  promised  bliss  above  ; 
Ne'er  may  our  souls  an  object  know 
So  precious  as  thy  love. 

3  Thou,  Lord,  wilt  be  our  guide  through  life, 

And  help  and  strength  supply  ; 
Sustain  us  in  death's  fearful  strife, 
And  welcome  us  on  high. 

316.  L.    M.  BULFINCH. 

The  Voice  of  God  in  the  Heart. 

1  HATH  not  thy  heart  within  thee  burned 

At  evening's  calm  and  holy  hour, 
As  if  its  inmost  depths  discerned 
The  presence  of  a  loftier  power  ? 

2  Hast  thou  not  heard  'mid  forest  glades, 

While  ancient  rivers  murmured  by, 
A  voice  from  forth  th'  eternal  shades, 
That  spake  a  present  Deity  ? 

3  And  as,  upon  the  sacred  page, 

Thine  eye  in  rapt  attention  turned 
O'er  records  of  a  holier  age, 

Hath  not  thy  heart  within  thee  burned  ? 
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4  It  was  the  voice  of  God  that  spake 

In  silence  to  thy  silent  heart  ; 
And  bade  each  worthier  thought  awake, 
And  every  dream  of  earth  depart. 

5  Voice  of  our  God,  O,  yet  be  near  ! 

In  low,  sweet  accents  whisper  peace  ; 
Direct  us  on  our  pathway  here, 

Then  bid  in  heaven  our  wanderings  cease. 

317.  L.    M.  WeSLEYAR. 

The  Light  from  above. 

1  ETERNAL  God,  thou  Light  divine, 

Fountain  of  unexhausted  love, 
O,  let  thy  glories  on  me  shine, 

In  earth  beneath,  from  heaven  above. 

2  Thou  art  the  weary  wanderer's  rest, 

Give  me  the  easy  yoke  to  bear  ; 
With  steadfast  patience  arm  my  breast, 
With  spotless  love  and  lowly  fear. 

3  Be  thou,  O  Rock  of  Ages,  nigh  ! 

So  shall  each  murmuring  thought  be  gone  ; 
And  grief,  and  fear,  and  care  shall  fly, 
As  clouds  before  the  mid-day  sun. 

4  Speak  to  my  warring  passions,  "  Peace"  ; 

Say  to  my  trembling  heart,  "  Be  still  "  ; 
Thy  power  my  strength  and  fortress  is, 
For  all  things  serve  thy  holy  will. 

318*  ?S.  M.  FuRirzss. 

The  Soul. 

1  WHAT  is  this  that  stirs  within, 
Loving  goodness,  hating  sin, 
Always  craving  to  be  blest, 
Finding  here  below  no  rest  ? 

2  Naught  that  charms  the  ear  or  eye 
Can  its  hunger  satisfy  ; 

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Active,  restless,  it  would  pierce 
Through  the  outward  universe. 
What  is  it  ?  and  whither,  whence  ? 
This  unsleeping,  secret  sense, 
Longing  for  its  rest  and  food 
In  some  hidden,  untried  good  ? 
'T  is  the  Soul  !  mysterious  name  ! 
Him  it  seeks  from  whom  it  came  ; 
It  would,  mighty  God,  like  thee, 
Holy,  holy,  holy  be. 


FAITH,   HOPE,   AND  CHARITY. 

319.  CM.  Watt.. 

Faith  the  Evidence  of  Things  not  seen. 

1  FAITH  is  the  brightest  evidence 

Of  things  beyond  our  sight  ; 
It  pierces  through  the  veil  of  sense, 
And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 

2  It  sets  time  past  in  present  view, 

Brings  distant  prospects  home, 
Of  things  a  thousand  years  ago, 

Or  thousand  years  to  come.  t 

3  By  faith  we  know  the  world  was  made 

By  God's  almighty  word  ; 
We  know  the  heavens  and  earth  shall  fade 
And  be  again  restored. 

4  Abra'm  obeyed  the  Lord's  command, 

From  his  own  country  driven  ; 
By  faith  he  sought  a  promised  land, 
But  found  his  rest  in  heaven. 
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5  Thus  through  life's  pilgrimage  we  stray, 
The  promise  in  our  eye  ; 
By  faith  we  walk  the  narrow  way 
That  leads  to  joy  on  high. 

320.  C.    M.  Bath  Coll. 

Prayer  for  strong  Faith. 

1  O,  FOR  a  faith  that  will  not  shrink, 

Though  pressed  by  every  foe, 
That  will  not  tremble  on  the  brink 
Of  any  earthly  woe  !  — 

2  That  will  not  murmur  nor  complain 

Beneath  the  chastening  rod, 

But,  in  the  hour  of  grief  or  pain, 

Will  lean  upon  its  God  ;  — 

3  A  faith  that  shines  more  bright  and  clear 

When  tempests  rage  without  ; 

That  when  in  danger  knows  no  fear, 

In  darkness  feels  no  doubt  ;  — 

4  That  bears,  unmoved,  the  world's  dread  frown, 

Nor  heeds  its  scornful  smile  ; 
That  seas  of  trouble  cannot  drown, 
Nor  Satan's  arts  beguile  ;  — 

5  A  faith  that  keeps  the  narrow  way 

Till  life's  last  hour  is  fled, 
And  with  a  pure  and  heavenly  ray 
Lights  up  a  dying  bed. 

6  Lord,  give  us  such  a  faith  as  this, 

And  then,  whate'er  may  come, 
We'll  taste,  e'en  here,  the  hallowed  bliss 
Of  an  eternal  home. 

321.  S.    M.  Noel's  Coll. 
Living  by  Faith. 

1  IF  on  a  quiet  sea 

Toward  heaven  we  calmly  sail, 
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With  grateful  hearts,  O  God,  to  thee, 
We  '11  own  the  favoring  gale. 

2  But  should  the  surges  rise, 

And  rest  delay  to  come, 
Blest  be  the  sorrow,  kind  the  storm, 
Which  drives  us  nearer  home. 

3  Soon  shall  our  doubts  and  fears 

All  yield  at  thy  control  ; 
Thy  tender  mercies  shall  illume 
The  midnight  of  the  soul. 

4  Teach  us,  in  every  state, 

To  make  thy  will  our  own, 
And,  when  the  joys  of  sense  depart, 
To  live  by  faith  alone. 

322*  S.  H.  M.      Christian  Watchman. 

Excellence  of  Faith. 

1  FAITH  is  the  Christian's  prop, 

Whereon  his  sorrows  lean  ; 
It  is  the  substance  of  his  hope, 

His  proof  of  things  unseen  ; 
It  is  the  anchor  of  his  soul 
When  tempests  rage  and  billows  roll. 

2  Faith  is  the  polar  star 

That  guides  the  Christian's  way, 
Directs  his  wanderings  from  afar 
To  realms  of  endless  day  ; 
It  points  the  course,  where'er  he  roam, 
And  safely  leads  the  pilgrim  home. 

3  Faith  is  the  rainbow's  form 

Hung  on  the  brow  of  heaven, 
The  glory  of  the  passing  storm, 
The  pledge  of  mercy  given  ; 
It  is  the  bright,  triumphal  arch, 
Through  which  the  saints  to  glory  march. 
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4  The  faith  that  works  by  love. 

And  purifies  the  heart, 
A  foretaste  of  the  joys  above 

To  mortals  can  impart ; 
It  bears  us  through  this  earthly  strife, 
And  triumphs  in  immortal  life. 

323.  c.  m.  w.tt.. 

A  living  Faith. 

1  MISTAKEN  souls,  that  dream  of  heaven, 

And  make  their  empty  boast 

Of  inward  joys,  and  sins  forgiven, 

While  they  are  slaves  to  lust  ! 

2  How  vain  are  fancy's  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead  ; 
None  but  a  living  power  unites 
To  Christ,  the  living  Head. 

3  'T  is  faith  that  purifies  the  heart ; 

'T  is  faith  that  works  by  love  ; 
That  bids  all  sinful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  This  faith  shall  every  fear  control 

By  its  celestial  power, 
With  holy  triumph  fill  the  soul 
In  death's  approaching  hour. 

324.  L-  M.  Watts. 

Walking  by  Faith. 

1  'T  IS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

We  walk  through  deserts  dark  as  night  ; 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven,  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,  and  faith  our  light. 

2  The  want  of  sight  she  well  supplies  ; 

She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear  ;  ' 
Far  into  distant  worlds  she  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 
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3  With  joy  we  tread  the  desert  through, 

While  faith  inspires  a  heavenly  ray, 

Though  lions  roar,  and  tempests  blow, 

And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4  So  Abra'm  by  divine  command 

Left  his  own  house  to  walk  with  God ; 
His  faith  beheld  the  promised  land, 
And  fired  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

325.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 
Faith  in  the  invisible  God. 

1  ALMIGHTY  and  immortal  King, 

Thy  peerless  splendors  none  can  bear ; 
But  darkness  veils  seraphic  eyes, 

When  God  with  all  his  glory  's  there. 

2  Yet  faith  can  pierce  the  awful  gloom, 

The  great  Invisible  can  see, 
And  with  its  tremblings  mingle  joy, 
In  fixed  regards,  great  God,  to  thee. 

3  This  one  petition  would  it  urge, 

To  bear  thee  ever  in  its  sight  ; 
In  life,  in  death,  in  worlds  unknown, 
Its  only  portion  and  delight. 

326.  L.    M.  Steele. 
Soaring  by  Faith. 

1  THERE  is  a  glorious  world  on  high, 

Resplendent  with  eternal  day  ; 
Faith  views  the  blissful  prospect  nigh, 
While  God's  own  word  reveals  the  way. 

2  There  shall  the  servants  of  the  Lord 

With  never  fading  lustre  shine  ; 
Surprising  honor  !  vast  reward  ! 
Conferred  on  man  by  love  divine. 

3  Rescued  from  that  destructive  way, 

Where  erring  folly  thoughtless  roves, 
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The  heavenly  virtue  they  display, 

Which  Jesus  taught,  and  God  approves. 

4  The  shining  firmament  shall  fade, 

And  sparkling  stars  resign  their  light ; 
But  these  shall  know  nor  change  nor  shade, 
For  ever  fair,  for  ever  bright. 

5  On  wings  of  faith  and  strong  desire, 

O,  may  our  spirits  daily  rise  ; 
And  reach  at  last  the  shining  choir, 
In  the  bright  mansions  of  the  skies. 

327.  C.  M.  iwr. 

Power  of  Faith. 

1  FAITH  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 

And  saves  us  from  its  snares  ; 
It  yields  support  in  all  our  toils 
And  softens  all  our  cares. 

2  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power 

The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  live. 

3  Unveiling  wide  the  heavenly  world, 

Where  endless  pleasures  reign, 
It  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there, 
Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. 

4  There,  still  unshaken,  would  we  rest, 

Till  this  frail  body  dies, 
And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wing, 
To  endless  glory  rise. 

328.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Faith  the  Source  of  Triumph. 

1  O,  FOR  an  overcoming  faith, 

To  cheer  my  dying  hour, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monster,  Death, 

And  all  his  frightful  power. 
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FAITH,  HOPE,   AND  CHARITY. 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  I  have, 

My  quivering  lips  would  sing, 
Where  is  thy  boasted  victory,  Grave  ? 
O  Death  !  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

3  Pardon  and  life,  —  how  dear  each  word  ! 

God  life  and  pardon  sends, 
And,  by  our  dying,  rising  Lord, 
Insures  to  all  his  friends. 

4  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  endless  thanks  be  paid, 
Who  makes  us  conquerors  though  we  die, 
Through  Christ,  our  living  Head. 

329.  L-    M-  Drummond. 

Faith  without  Works  is  dead. 

1  AS  body  when  the  soul  has  fled, 
As  barren  trees,  decayed  and  dead, 
Is  faith  ;  a  hopeless,  lifeless  thing, 
If  not  of  righteous  deeds  the  spring. 

2  One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine, 
One  tear-drop  shed  on  mercy's  shrine, 
Is  thrice  more  grateful,  Lord,  to  thee, 
Than  lifted  eye  or  bended  knee. 

3  In  true  and  heaven-born  faith,  we  trace 
The  source  of  every  Christian  grace  ; 
Within  the  pious  heart  it  plays, 

A  living  fount  of  joy  and  praise. 

4  Kind  deeds  of  peace  and  love  betray 
Where'er  the  stream  has  found  its  way ; 
But  where  these  spring  not  rich  and  fair, 
The  stream  has  never  wandered  there. 

330.  C.   M.  ST.ELE. 

Faith  in  Joys  unseen. 

1  O,  COULD  our  thoughts  and  wishes  fly, 
Above  these  gloomy  shades, 
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FAITH,  HOPE,  AND  CHARITY. 

To  those  bright  worlds  beyond  the  sky, 
Which  sorrow  ne'er  invades  !  — 

2  There  joys,  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 

Or  reason's  feeble  ray, 
In  ever-blooming  prospects  rise, 
Unconscious  of  decay. 

3  Lord  !  send  a  beam  of  light  divine, 

To  guide  our  upward  aim  ; 
With  one  reviving  touch  of  thine, 
Our  languid  hearts  inflame. 

4  O,  then,  on  faith's  sublimest  wing, 

Our  ardent  hope  shall  rise 
To  those  bright  scenes,  where  pleasures  spring, 
Immortal,  in  the  skies. 

331.  L.  M.  Roscoe. 

The  Solace  of  Faith. 

1  WHEN  human  hopes  and  joys  depart, 
I  give  thee,  Lord,  a  contrite  heart  ; 
And  on  my  weary  spirit  steal 

The  thoughts  that  pass  all  earthly  weal. 

2  I  cast  above  my  tearful  eyes, 
And  muse  upon  the  starry  skies  ; 
And  think  that  He  who  governs  there 
Still  keeps  me  in  his  guardian  care. 

3  I  gaze  upon  the  opening  flower, 

Just  moistened  with  the  evening  shower  ; 
And  bless  the  love  which  made  it  bloom, 
To  chase  away  my  transient  gloom. 

4  I  think,  whene'er  this  mortal  frame 
Returns  again  to  whence  it  came, 
My  soul  shall  wing  its  happy  flight 
To  regions  of  eternal  light. 

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332.  C.    M.  Bulfinch. 

Help  thou  mine  Unbelief. 

1  FATHER,  when  o'er  our  trembling  hearts 

Doubt's  shadows  gathering  brood, 
When  faith  in  thee  almost  departs, 

And  gloomiest  fears  intrude, 
Forsake  us  not,  O  God  of  grace, 

But  send  those  fears  relief ; 
Grant  us  again  to  see  thy  face  ; 

Lord,  help  our  unbelief. 

2  When  sorrow  comes,  and  joys  are  flown, 

And  fondest  hopes  lie  dead, 
And  blessings,  long  esteemed  our  own, 

Are  now  for  ever  fled  ; 
When  the  bright  promise  of  our  spring 

Is  but  a  withered  leaf, 
Lord,  to  thy  truths  still  let  us  cling  ; 

Help  thou  our  unbelief. 

3  And  when  the  powers  of  nature  fail 

Upon  the  couch  of  pain, 
Nor  love  nor  friendship  can  avail 

The  spirit  to  detain  ; 
Then,  Father,  be  our  closing  eyes 

Undimmed  by  tears  of  grief; 
And,  if  a  trembling  doubt  arise, 

Help  thou  our  unbelief. 

333.  CM.  Steele. 
God  our  Hope. 

1  ETERNAL  Source  of  joys  divine, 

To  thee  my  soul  aspires  : 
O,  could  I  say,  The  Lord  is  mine  ! 
'T  is  all  my  soul  desires. 

2  Thy  smile  can  give  me  real  joy, 

Unmingled  and  refined, 
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Substantial  bliss  without  alloy, 
And  lasting  as  the  mind. 

3  Thy  smile  can  gild  the  shade  of  woe, 

Bid  stormy  troubles  cease, 
And  spread  the  dawn  of  heaven  below, 
And  sweeten  pain  to  peace. 

4  My  Hope,  my  Trust,  my  Life,  my  Lord, 

Assure  me  of  thy  love  ; 
O,  speak  the  kind,  transporting  word, 
And  bid  my  fears  remove  : 

5  Then  shall  my  thankful  powers  rejoice, 

And  triumph  in  my  God, 
Till  heavenly  rapture  tune  my  voice 
To  sound  thy  praise  abroad. 

334.  C.    M.  Sidney. 

Hope. 

1  BORNE  o'er  the  ocean's  stormy  wave, 

The  beacon's  light  appears, 
When  yawns  the  seaman's  watery  grave, 
And  his  lone  bosom  cheers. 

2  Then,  should  the  raging  ocean  foam, 

His  heart  shall  dauntless  prove, 
To  reach,  secure,  his  cherished  home, 
The  haven  of  his  love. 

3  So,  when  the  soul  is  wrapt  in  gloom, 

To  worldly  grief  a  prey, 
Thy  beams,  blest  Hope,  beyond  the  tomb, 
Illume  the  pilgrim's  way. 

4  They  point  to  that  serene  abode 

Where  holy  faith  shall  rest, 
Protected  by  the  sufferer's  God, 
And  be  for  ever  blest. 

5  O,  still,  though  sorrow's  rayless  night 

O'ershade  our  worldly  way, 
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May  pure  religion's  holy  light 
Shine  with  o'erpowering  ray. 

335.  C.    M.  Watt,. 

The  Hope  of  Heaven. 

1  WHEN  I  can  read  my  title  clear 

To  mansions  in  the  skies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  every  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes. 

2  Let  cares  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 

And  storms  of  sorrow  fall, 
May  I  but  safely  reach  my  home, 
My  God,  my  heaven,  my  all  ! 

3  There  shall  I  bathe  my  weary  soul 

In  seas  of  heavenly  rest, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roll 
Across  my  peaceful  breast. 

336.  C.    M.  B.W.Noel. 

Hope  in  Trouble. 

1  WHEN  musing  sorrow  weeps  the  past, 

And  mourns  the  present  pain, 
'T  is  sweet  to  think  of  peace  at  last, 
And  feel  that  death  is  gain. 

2  'T  is  not  that  murmuring  thoughts  arise, 

And  dread  a  Father's  will  ; 
'T  is  not  that  meek  submission  flies, 
And  would  not  suffer  still. 

3  It  is  that  heaven-born  faith  surveys 

The  path  that  leads  to  light, 
And  longs  her  eagle  plumes  to  raise, 
And  lose  herself  in  sight. 

4  It  is  that  troubled  conscience  feels 

The  pangs  of  struggling  sin, 
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And  sees,  though  far,  the  hand  that  heals, 

And  ends  the  strife  within. 
5  O,  let  me  wing  my  hallowed  flight 

From  Nearthborn  woe  and  care, 
And  soar  above  these  clouds  of  night, 

My  Saviour's  bliss  to  share. 

337.  CM.  Drummowd. 

God  our  only  Hope. 

1  WHEN  reft  of  all,  and  hopeless  care 

Would  sink  us  to  the  tomb, 
What  power  shall  save  us  from  despair, 
What  dissipate  the  gloom  ? 

2  No  balm  that  earthly  plants  distil 

Can  soothe  the  mourner's  smart, 
No  mortal  hand,  with  lenient  skill, 
Bind  up  the  broken  heart. 

3  But  One  alone,  who  reigns  above, 

Our  woe  to  joy  can  turn, 
And  light  the  lamp  of  life  and  love, 
That  long  has  ceased  to  burn. 

4  Then,  O  my  soul !  to  that  One  flee, 

To  God  thy  woes  reveal ; 
His  eye  alone  thy  wounds  can  see, 
His  power  alone  can  heal. 

338.  8    &   7s.   M.  Montgomery. 

Joyful  Hope. 

1  KNOW,  my  soul  !  thy  full  salvation ; 
Rise  o'er  sin,  and  fear,  and  care, 
Joy  to  find  in  every  station, 

Something  still  to  do  or  Dear  : 
Think  what  spirit  dwells  within  thee  ;  • 

Think  what  Father's  smiles  are  thine  ; 
Think  what  Jesus  did  to  win  thee  ;  — 
Child  of  heaven  !  canst  thou  repine  ? 
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2  Haste  thee  on  from  grace  to  glory, 

Armed  with  faith  and  winged  with  prayer ; 
Heaven's  eternal  day  's  before  thee, 

God's  own  hand  shall  guide  thee  there  : 
Soon  shall  close  thine  earthly  mission, 

Soon  shall  pass  thy  pilgrim-days  ; 
Hope  shall  change  to  glad  fruition, 

Faith  to  sight,  and  prayer  to  praise. 

339.  7S.  M.  Cmkici. 
The  Christian  rejoicing  in  Hope. 

1  CHILDREN  of  the  Heavenly  King, 
As  ye  journey,  sweetly  sing  ; 

Sing  your  Saviour's  worthy  praise, 
Glorious  in  his  works  and  ways. 

2  Ye  are  travelling  home  to  God, 
In  the  way  the  fathers  trod  ; 
They  are  happy  now,  and  ye 
Soon  their  happiness  shall  see. 

3  Shout,  ye  little  flock  and  blest ; 
You  on  Jesus'  throne  shall  rest ; 
There  your  seat  is  now  prepared, 
There  your  kingdom  and  reward. 

4  Lord,  submissive  make  us  go, 
Gladly  leaving  all  below  ; 
Only  thou  our  Leader  be, 
And  we  still  will  follow  thee. 

340.  C-   M-  Doddridge. 

Gratitude  and  Hope. 

1  MY  soul,  triumphant  in  the  Lord, 

Proclaim  thy  joys  abroad, 
And  march  with  holy  vigor  on, 
Supported  by  thy  God. 

2  Through  every  winding  maze  of  life 

His  hand  has  been  my  guide  ; 
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And  in  his  long-experienced  care 
My  heart  shall  still  confide. 

3  Beyond  the  choicest  joys  of  time, 

Thy  courts  on  earth  I  love  ; 
But,  O,  I  burn  with  strong  desire 
To  dwell  with  thee  above. 

4  There,  joined  with  all  the  shining  band, 

My  soul  would  thee  adore, 
A  pillar  in  thy  temple  fixed, 
To  be  removed  no  more. 

341.  C.  M.  Watts. 

The  Christian  s  Experience  a  Ground  for  Hope. 

1  WHEN  God  revealed  his. gracious  name, 

And  changed  my  mournful  state, 
My  rapture  seemed  a  pleasing  dream, 
The  grace  appeared  so  great. 

2  The  world  beheld  the  glorious  change, 

And  did  thy  hand  confess  ; 
My  tongue  broke  out  in  unknown  strains, 
And  sung  surprising  grace. 

3  The  Lord  can  clear  the  darkest  skies, 

Can  give  us  day  for  night, 
Make  drops  of  sacred  sorrow  rise 
To  rivers  of  delight. 

4  Let  those  that  sow  in  sadness  wait 

Till  the  fair  harvest  come  ; 
They  shall  confess  their  sheaves  are  great, 
And  shout  the  blessings  home. 

342.  C.    M.  H.  H.  Hawliy. 

The  Hope,  the  Star,  the  Voice. 

1   THERE  is  a  hope,  a  blessed  hope, 
More  precious  and  more  bright 
Than  all  the  joyless  mockery 
The  world  esteems  delight. 
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FAITH,   HOPE,  AND  CHARITY. 

2  There  is  a  star,  a  lovely  star, 

That  lights  the  darkest  gloom, 
And  sheds  a  peaceful  radiance  o'er 
The  prospects  of  the  tomb. 

3  There  is  a  voice,  a  cheering  voice, 

That  lifts  the  soul  above, 
Dispels  the  painful,  anxious  doubt, 
And  whispers,  "God  is  love." 

4  That  voice,  aloud  from  Calvary's  height, 

Proclaims  the  soul  forgiven  ; 
That  star  is  revelation's  light  ; 
That  hope,  the  hope  of  heaven. 

34r3«  -  C.    M.  ANONrMou*. 

Hope  of  Reunion  above. 

1  WHEN  floating  on  life's  troubled  sea, 

By  storms  and  tempests  driven, 
Hope,  with  her  radiant  finger,  points 
To  brighter  scenes  in  heaven. 

2  She  bids  the  storms  of  life  to  cease, 

The  troubled  breast  be  calm ; 
And  in  the  wounded  heart  she  pours 
Religion's  healing  balm. 

3  Her  hallowed  influence  cheers  life's  hours 

Of  sadness  and  of  gloom  ; 
She  guides  us  through  this  vale  of  tears, 
To  joys  beyond  the  tomb. 

4  And  when  our  fleeting  days  are  o'er, 

And  life's  last  hour  draws  near, 
With  still  unwearied  wing  she  hastes 
To  wipe  the  falling  tear. 

5  She  bids  the  anguished  heart  rejoice  : 

Though  earthly  ties  are  riven, 
We  still  may  hope  to  meet  again 
In  yonder  peaceful  heaven. 
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344r«  ^*    ^'  Christian  Psalmist. 

Faith,  Hope,  and  Charity. 

1  FAITH,  hope,  and  love  now  dwell  on  earth, 

And  earth  by  them  is  blest  ; 
But  faith  and  hope  must  yield  to  love, 
Of  all  the  graces  best. 

2  Hope  shall  to  full  fruition  rise, 

And  faith  be  sight  above  ; 
These  are  the  means,  but  this  the  end. 
For  saints  for  ever  love. 

345.  L.  M.  w«" 

Religion  vain  without  Lore. 

1  HAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jews, 
And  nobler  speech  than  angels  use, 

If  love  be  absent,  I  am  found, 
Like  tinkling  brass,  an  empty  sound. 

2  Were  I  inspired  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heaven  and  hell,  — 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, — 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  Should  I  distribute  all  my  store 

To  feed  the  hungry,  clothe  the  poor, — 

Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name,  — 

4  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  absent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain  ; 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

346.  L-  M.  Watts. 

Lore  to  God  and  our  Neighbour. 

1   THUS  saith  the  first,  the  great  command  : 
"Let  all  thy  inward  powers  unite 
To  love  thy  Maker  and  thy  God 
With  utmost  vigor  and  delight. 
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2  "  Then  shall  thy  neighbour  next  in  place 

Share  thine  affections  and  esteem  ; 
And  let  thy  kindness  to  thyself 

Measure  and  rule  thy  love  to  him." 

3  This  is  the  sense  that  Moses  spoke  ; 

This  did  the  prophets  preach  and  prove ; 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 
And  the  whole  law  's  fulfilled  by  love. 

4  But,  O,  how  base  our  passions  are  ! 

How  cold  our  charity  and  zeal  ! 
Lord,  fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  fire, 
Or  we  shall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

347.  c.  M.  swaik. 

Brotherly  Love. 

1  HOW  sweet,  how  heavenly,  is  the  sight, 

When  those  that  love  the  Lord 
In  one  another's  peace  delight, 
And  thus  fulfil  his  word  !  — 

2  When  each  can  feel  his  brother's  sigh, 

And  with  him  bear  a  part  ; 
When  sorrow  flows  from  eye  to  eye, 
And  joy  from  heart  to  heart  !  — 

3  When,  free  from  envy,  scorn,  and  pride, 

Our  wishes  all  above, 
Each  can  his  brother's  failings  hide, 
And  show  a  brother's  love  ! 

4  Love  is  the  golden  chain  that  binds 

The  happy  souls  above  ; 
And  he  's  an  heir  of  heaven  that  finds 
His  bosom  glow  with  love. 

348.  s- M-  Watts 

Union  and  Peace. 

1  BLEST  are  the  sons  of  peace, 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one, 
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Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

2  Blest  is  the  pious  house, 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet  ; 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows, 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 

3  From  those  celestial  springs 

Such  streams  of  pleasure  flow, 
As  no  increase  of  riches  brings, 
Nor  honors  can  bestow. 

4  Thus,  when  on  Aaron's  head 

They  poured  the  rich  perfume, 
The  oil  through  all  his  raiment  spread, 
And  fragrance  filled  the  room. 

5  Thus,  on  the  heavenly  hills, 

The  saints  are  blest  above, 
Where  joy,  like  morning  dew,  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

34r9.  ?s-    M.  Montgomery. 

Joined  to  God's  People. 

1  PEOPLE  of  the  living  God, 

I  have  sought  the  world  around, 
Paths  of  sin  and  sorrow  trod, 

Peace  and  comfort  nowhere  found. 

2  Now  to  you  my  spirit  turns,  — 

Turns,  a  fugitive  unblest ; 
Brethren,  where  your  altar  burns, 
O,  receive  me  into  rest. 

3  Lonely  I  no  longer  roam, 

Like  the  cloud,  the  wind,  the  wave  ; 
Where  you  dwell  shall  be  my  home, 
Where  you  die  shall  be  my  grave. 

4  Mine  the  God  whom  you  adore  ; 

Your  Redeemer  shall  be  mine  ; 

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Earth  can  fill  my  soul  no  more  ; 
Every  idol  I  resign. 

3o0*  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Christian  Graces. 

1  FAITH,  hope,  and  charity,  these  three, 
Yet  is  the  greatest  charity  ; 

Father  of  lights,  these  gifts  impart 
To  mine  and  every  human  heart. 

2  Faith,  that  in  prayer  can  never  fail, 
Hope,  that  o'er  doubting  must  prevail, 
And  charity,  whose  name  above 

Is  God's  own  name,  for  God  is  love. 

3  The  morning  star  is  lost  in  light, 
Faith  vanishes  at  perfect  sight, 
The  rainbow  passes  with  the  storm 
And  hope  with  sorrow's  fading  form. 

4  But  charity,  serene,  sublime, 
Beyond  the  reach  of  death  and  time, 
Like  the  blue  sky's  all-bounding  space, 
Holds  heaven  and  earth  in  its  embrace. 

351.  H.  M.  Montgomery. 

Christian  Unity. 

1  HOW  beautiful  the  sight 

Of  brethren  who  agree 
In  friendship  to  unite, 

And  bonds  of  charity  : 
'T  is  like  the  precious  ointment  shed 
O'er  all  his  robes,  from  Aaron's  head. 

2  'T  is  like  the  dews  that  fill 

The  cups  of  Hermon's  flowers, 
Or  Zion's  fruitful  hill, 

Bright  with  the  drops  of  showers, 
When  mingling  odors  breathe  around, 
And  glory  rests  on  all  the  ground. 
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3  For  there  the  Lord  commands 
Blessings,  a  boundless  store, 
From  his  unsparing  hands, 
Yea,  life  for  evermore  : 
Thrice  happy  they  who  meet  above 
To  spend  eternity  in  love. 

352.  S.  M.  Beddom. 

Ml  one  in  Christ. 

1  LET  party  names  no  more 

The  Christian  world  o'erspread  ; 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 

2  Among  the  saints  on  earth 

Let  mutual  love  be  found  ; 
Heirs  of  the  same  inheritance, 
With  mutual  blessings  crowned. 

3  Envy  and  strife,  be  gone, 

And  only  kindness  known, 
Where  all  one  common  father  have, 
One  common  master  own. 

4  Thus  will  the  church  below 

Resemble  that  above  ; 
Where  springs  of  purest  pleasure  rise, 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

3o3»  L.  M.  Barbacld. 

Christian  Friendship. 

1  HOW  blest  the  sacred  tie  that  binds 
In  union  sweet  according  minds  ! 

How  swift  the  heavenly  course  they  run, 
Whose  hearts,  and  faith,  and  hopes  are  one  ! 

2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
What  jealous  love,  what  holy  fear  ! 
How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 
Refine  from  earth  and  cleanse  from  sin  ! 

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3  Their  streaming  eyes  together  flow 
For  human  guilt  and  mortal  woe  ; 
Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise 
Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

4  Together  shall  they  seek  the  place 
Where  God  reveals  his  awful  face  : 

How  high,  how  strong,  their  raptures  swell, 
There  's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 

5  Nor  shall  the  glowing  flame  expire 
When  nature  droops  her  sickening  fire  ; 
Then  shall  they  meet  in  realms  above, 
A  heaven  of  joy,  —  because  of  love. 

354b.  C.    M.  Doddridge. 

The  Law  of  Love. 

1  FAR  from  thy  servants,  God  of  grace, 

Th'  unfeeling  heart  remove, 
And  form  in  our  obedient  souls 
The  image  of  thy  love. 

2  O,  may  our  sympathizing  breasts 

The  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly  to  share  in  others'  joy, 
And  weep  for  others'  woe  ! 

3  Where'er  the  helpless  sons  of  grief 

In  low  distress  are  laid, 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

4  O,  be  the  law  of  love  fulfilled 

In  every  act  and  thought, 
Each  angry  passion  far  removed, 
Each  selfish  view  forgot  ! 

5  Be  thou,  my  heart,  dilated  wide 

With  this  kind,  social  grace, 
And,  in  one  grasp  of  fervent  love, 
All  earth  and  heaven  embrace. 
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355*  CM.  Drennas. 

The  Law  of  Sympathy. 

1  ALL  nature  feels  attractive  power, 

A  strong,  embracing  force  ; 
The  drops  that  sparkle  in  the  shower, 
The  planets  in  their  course. 

2  Thus  in  the  universe  of  mind 

Is  felt  the  law  of  love  ; 
The  charity,  both  strong  and  kind, 
For  all  that  live  and  move. 

3  In  this  fine,  sympathetic  chain 

All  creatures  bear  a  part  ; 
Their  every  pleasure,  every  pain, 
Linked  to  the  feeling  heart. 

4  More  perfect  bond,  the  Christian  plan 

Attaches  soul  to  soul ; 
Our  neighbour  is  the  suffering  man, 
Though  at  the  farthest  pole. 

5  To  earth  below,  from  heaven  above, 

The  faith  in  Christ  professed 
More  clear  reveals  that  God  is  love, 
And  whom  he  loves  is  blest. 

356.  S.  P.  M.  Watts. 

The  Blessings  of  Friendship. 

1  HOW  pleasant  't  is  to  see 
Kindred  and  friends  agree  ! 

Each  in  his  proper  station  move  ; 

And  each  fulfil  his  part, 

With  sympathizing  heart, 
In  all  the  cares  of  life  and  love  ! 

2  Like  fruitful  showers  of  rain, 
That  water  all  the  plain, 

Descending  from  the  neighbouring  hills  ; 

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Such  streams  of  pleasure  roll 
Through  every  friendly  soul, 
Where  love,  like  heavenly  dew,  distils. 

357,  L.  M.  Scott. 
Charitable  Judgment. 

1  ALL-SEEING  God  !  't  is  thine  to  know 
The  springs  whence  wrong  opinions  flow  ; 
To  judge,  from  principles  within, 

When  frailty  errs,  and  when  we  sin. 

2  Who  among  men,  great  Lord  of  all, 
Thy  servant  to  his  bar  shall  call  ? 
Judge  him,  for  modes  of  faith,  thy  foe, 
And  doom  him  to  the  realms  of  woe  ? 

3  Who  with  another's  eye  can  read  ? 
Or  worship  by  another's  creed  ? 
Trusting  thy  grace,  we  form  our  own, 
And  bow  to  thy  commands  alone. 

4  If  wrong,  correct  ;  accept,  if  right  ; 
While,  faithful,  we  improve  our  light, 
Condemning  none,  but  zealous  still 
To  learn  and  follow  all  thy  will. 

358.  L-  M-  Brow**. 

The  Properties  of  Christian  Charity. 

1  LET  men  of  high  conceit  and  zeal 

Their  fervor  and  their  faith  proclaim  : 
If  charity  be  wanting  still, 

The  rest  is  but  a  sounding  name. 

2  Patient  and  meek,  she  suffers  long, 

And  slowly  her  resentments  rise  : 

Soon  she  forgets  the  greatest  wrong, 

And  rage  retires,  and  malice  dies. 

3  She  envies  none  their  better  state, 

But  makes  her  neighbour's  bliss  her  own  : 


FAITH,   HOPE,   AND  CHARITY. 

Nor  vaunts  herself  with  mind  elate, 

But  still  a  modest  air  puts  on. 
4  This  is  the  grace  that  reigns  on  high, 

And  brightly  will  for  ever  burn, 
When  hope  shall  in  fruition  die, 

And  faith  to  sight  triumphant  turn. 

359.  L.  M.  Browke. 

Love  to  all  Mankind. 

1  O  GOD,  my  Father  and  my  King, 
Of  all  I  have,  or  hope,  the  spring  ! 
Send  down  thy  spirit  from  above, 
And  fill  my  heart  with  heavenly  love. 

2  May  I  from  every  act  abstain, 
That  hurts  or  gives  another  pain  : 
And  bear  a  sympathizing  part, 
Whene'er  I  meet  a  wounded  heart. 

3  And  let  my  neighbour's  prosperous  state 
A  mutual  joy  in  me  create  ; 

His  virtuous  triumph  let  me  join  ; 
His  peace  and  happiness  be  mine. 

4  And  though  my  neighbour's  hate  I  prove, 
Still  let  me  vanquish  hate  with  love, 
And  every  secret  wish  suppress, 

That  would  abridge  his  happiness. 

5  Let  love  through  all  my  conduct  shine, 
An  image  fair,  though  faint,  of  thine  ; 
Thus  let  me  his  disciple  prove, 

Who  came  to  manifest  thy  love. 

360.  c.  m.  w«t». 

Christ's  Love  to  Enemies  our  Example. 

1  -GOD  of  our  mercy  and  our  praise, 

Thy  glory  is  our  song  ; 
We  '11  speak  the  honors  of  thy  grace 
With  a  rejoicing  tongue. 
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2  When  Christ  among  the  sons  of  men 

In  humble  form  was  found, 
With  cruel  slanders,  false  and  vain, 
They  compassed  him  around. 

3  Their  miseries  his  compassion  moved, 

Their  peace  he  still  pursued  ; 
They  rendered  hatred  for  his  love, 
And  evil  for  his  good. 

4  Their  malice  raged  without  a  cause  ; 

Yet,  with  his  dying  breath, 
He  prayed  for  murderers  on  his  cross 
And  blest  his  foes  in  death. 

5  O,  may  his  conduct,  all  divine, 

To  us  a  model  prove  : 
Like  his,  O  God,  our  hearts  incline 
Our  enemies  to  love. 

361.  C.    M.  Watt.. 

Love  to  God. 

1  HAPPY  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 

Where  love  inspires  the  breast  : 
Love  is  the  brightest  of  the  train, 
And  strengthens  all  the  rest. 

2  Knowledge,  —  alas  !   't  is  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear  ; 
Our  stubborn  sins  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  absent  there. 

3  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  sings, 

When  faith  and  hope  shall  cease  ; 
'T  is  this  shall  strike  our  joyful  strings 
In  realms  of  endless  peace. 

4  Before  we  quite  forsake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  see  our  gracious  God. 
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362.  L.    M.  WZSLETAN. 

For  the  Spirit  of  Lore. 

1  GIVER  of  peace  and  unity, 

Send  down  thy  mild,  pacific  Dove  ; 
We  all  shall  then  in  one  agree, 
And  breathe  the  spirit  of  thy  love. 

2  We  all  shall  think  and  speak  the  same 

Delightful  lesson  of  thy  grace, 
One  undivided  Christ  proclaim, 
And  jointly  glory  in  thy  praise. 

3  O,  let  us  take  a  softer  mould, 

Blended  and  gathered  into  thee  ; 

Under  one  Shepherd  make  one  fold, 

Where  all  is  love  and  harmony. 

4  Subdue  in  us  the  carnal  mind, 

The  enmity  of  sin  destroy  ; 
With  cords  of  love  our  passions  bind, 
And  gently  melt  us  into  joy. 

5  Thus  make  us  find  the  ancient  way 

The  unbelieving  world  to  move, 
And  force  thy  wondering  foes  to  say, 

"  Behold  these  Christians,  how  they  love  !  " 

363.  c.  M.  w,™ 

Kindness  to  the  Poor. 

1  HOW  blest  is  he  who  fears  the  Lord, 

And  follows  his  commands, 
Who  lends  the  poor  without  reward, 
Or  gives  with  liberal  hands. 

2  As  pity  dwells  within  his  breast 

To  all  the  sons  of  need, 
So  God  shall  answer  his  request 
With  blessings  on  his  seed. 

3  In  times  of  danger  and  distress, 

Some  beams  of  light  shall  shine, 
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To  show  the  world  his  righteousness, 

And  give  him  peace  divine. 
4  His  works  of  piety  and  love 

Remain  before  the  Lord  ; 
Sweet  peace  on  earth,  and  joys  above, 

Shall  be  his  sure  reward. 

364r»  C.  M.  Lutheran  Coll. 

Charity. 

1  GO  to  the  pillow  of  disease, 

Where  night  gives  no  repose, 
And  on  the  cheek  where  sickness  preys, 
Bid  health  to  plant  the  rose. 

2  Go  where  the  friendless  stranger  lies  ; 

To  perish  is  his  doom  ; 
Snatch  from  the  grave  his  closing  eyes, 
And  bring  his  blessing  home. 

3  Thus  what  our  Heavenly  Father  gave 

Shall  we  as  freely  give  ; 
Thus  copy  him  who  lived  to  save, 
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REPENTANCE  AND  REFORMATION. 

365.  CM.  C.Wesley. 

Prayer  for  Repentance. 

1  O,  FOR  that  tenderness  of  heart 

Which  bows  before  the  Lord, 
That  owns  how  just  and  good  thou  art, 
And  trembles  at  thy  word  ! 

2  O,  for  those  humble,  contrite  tears, 

Which  from  repentance  flow, 
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That  sense  of  guilt,  which,  trembling,  fears 
The  long-suspended  blow  ! 

3  O  Lord,  to  me  in  pity  give, 

For  sin  the  deep  distress, 
The  pledge  thou  wilt  at  last  receive, 
And  bid  me  die  in  peace. 

4  O,  fill  my  soul  with  faith  and  love, 

And  strength  to  do  thy  will  ; 
Raise  my  desires  and  hopes  above  ; 
Thyself  to  me  reveal. 

366.  L.  M.  Steele. 
Sense  of  Sin. 

1  JESUS  demands  this  heart  of  mine, 

Demands  my  love,  my  joy,  my  care  ; 
But  ah  !  how  dead  to  things  divine, 
How  cold,  my  best  affections  are  ! 

2  'T  is  sin,  alas  !  with  dreadful  power, 

Divides  my  Saviour  from  my  sight  ; 
O,  for  one  happy,  shining  hour 
Of  sacred  freedom,  sweet  delight  ! 

3  Come,  gracious  Lord  ;  thy  love  can  raise 

My  captive  powers  from  sin  and  death, 
And  fill  my  heart  and  life  with  praise, 
And  tune  my  last,  expiring  breath. 

367.  C.    M.  Addison. 
Solemn  Apprehension. 

1  WHEN,  rising  from  the  bed  of  death, 

O'erwhelmed  with  guilt  and  fear, 
I  see  my  Maker  face  to  face,  — 
O,  how  shall  I  appear  ! 

2  If  yet,  while  pardon  may  be  found, 

And  mercy  may  be  sought, 
My  heart  with  inward  terror  shrinks, 
And  trembles  at  the  thought,  — 
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3  When  thou,  O  Lord,  shall  stand  disclosed 

In  majesty  severe, 
And  sit  in  judgment  on  my  soul,  — 
O,  how  shall  I  appear  ! 

4  But  there  's  forgiveness,  Lord,  with  thee  ; 

Thy  nature  is  benign  ; 
Thy  pardoning  mercy  I  implore, 
For  mercy,  Lord,  is  thine. 

5  O,  let  thy  boundless  mercy  shine 

On  my  benighted  soul, 
Correct  my  passions,  mend  my  heart, 
And  all  my  fears  control. 

308»  C.    M.  MlDDLETON. 

Painful  Recollections. 

1  AS  o'er  the  past  my  memory  strays, 

Why  heaves  the  secret  sigh  ? 
'T  is  that  I  mourn  departed  days, 
Still  unprepared  to  die. 

2  The  world  and  worldly  things  beloved 

My  anxious  thoughts  employed  ; 
And  time,  unhallowed,  unimproved, 
Presents  a  fearful  void. 

3  Yet,  Holy  Father,  wild  despair 

Chase  from  my  laboring  breast : 
Thy  grace  it  is  which  prompts  the  prayer  ; 
That  grace  can  do  the  rest. 

4  My  life's  brief  remnant  all  be  thine  ; 

And  when  thy  sure  decree 
Bids  me  this  fleeting  breath  resign, 
O,  speed  my  soul  to  thee. 

369.  ?s-    M-  J.  Taylor. 

Sins  confessed  and  mourned. 

1  GOD  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
Hear  our  sad,  repentant  song  ; 

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Sorrow  dwells  on  every  face, 
Penitence  on  every  tongue. 

2  Deep  regret  for  follies  past, 

Talents  wasted,  time  misspent ; 
Hearts  debased  by  worldly  cares, 
Thankless  for  the  blessings  lent ; 

3  Foolish  fears,  and  fond  desires, 

Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain  ; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise, 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain  : 

4  These,  and  every  secret  fault, 

Filled  with  grief  and  shame  we  own  ; 
Humbled  at  thy  feet  we  lie, 

Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 

5  God  of  mercy,  God  of  grace, 

Hear  our  sad,  repentant  songs  ; 
O,  restore  thy  suppliant  race, 

Thou  to  whom  all  praise  belongs. 

370.  *i.    M.  Doddridge. 

Secret  Self-examination. 

1  RETURN,  my  roving  heart,  return, 

And  life's  vain  shadows  chase  no  more  ; 
Seek  out  some  solitude  to  mourn, 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  O  thou  great  God,  whose  piercing  eye 

Distinctly  marks  each  deep  retreat, 
In  these  sequestered  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  let  me  here  thy  presence  meet. 

3  Through  all  the  windings  of  my  heart, 

My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide, 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart 
Till  all  be  known  and  purified. 

4  Then  let  the  visits  of  thy  love 

My  inmost  soul  be  made  to  share, 
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Till  every  grace  combine  to  prove 

That  God  has  fixed  his  dwelling  there. 

371.  CM.  Village  Hymns. 

The  Prodigal's  Return. 

1  THE  long-lost  son,  with  streaming  eyes, 

From  folly  just  awake, 
Reviews  his  wanderings  with  surprise  ; 
His  heart  begins  to  break. 

2  u  J  starve,"  he  cries,  "  nor  can  I  bear 

The  famine  in  this  land, 
While  servants  of  my  Father  share 
The  bounty  of  his  hand. 

3  "  With  deep  repentance  I  '11  return 

And  seek  my  Father's  face  ; 
Unworthy  to  be  called  a  son, 
I  '11  ask  a  servant's  place." 

4  Far  off  the  Father  saw  him  move, 

In  pensive  silence  mourn, 
And  quickly  ran,  with  arms  of  love, 
To  welcome  his  return. 

5  Through  all  the  courts  the  tidings  flew, 

And  spread  the  joy  around  ; 
The  angels  tuned  their  harps  anew  ; 
The  long-lost  son  is  found  ! 

372.  S.    M.  Stem... 
Absence  from  God. 

1  O  THOU,  whose  mercy  hears 

Contrition's  humble  sigh  ; 
Whose  hand  indulgent  wipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  ! 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne, 

A  wretched  wanderer  mourn  ; 
Hast  thou  not  bid  me  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said,  "  Return  "  ? 
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3  Absent  from  thee,  my  light,  — 

Without  one  cheering  ray,  — 
Through  dangers,  fears,  and  gloomy  night, 
How  desolate  my  way  ! 

4  On  this  benighted  heart 

With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
And  let  thy  healing  voice  impart 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

5  Thy  presence  can  bestow 

Delights  which  never  cloy ; 
Be  this  my  solace  here  below, 
And  my  eternal  joy  ! 

373.  S.  M.  Belmap's  Coll. 

Obedience  to  God  our  Father. 

1  MY  Father  !  I  adore 

That  all  commanding  name  ; 
O,  may  it  virtue's  strength  restore, 
And  raise  devotion's  flame  ! 

2  I  bow  at  thy  commands, 

And  filial  homage  pay  ; 
With  heart  and  life,  with  tongue  and  hands, 
I  '11  cheerfully  obey. 

3  No  more  will  I  transgress, 

As  I  too  oft  have  done  ; 
But  every  sinful  thought  suppress, 
Each  sinful  action  shun. 

4  My  Father  thus  I  '11  claim, 

And  prove  myself  his  son  ; 
And,  while  I  bear  the  filial  name, 
The  filial  duties  own. 

5  Do  thou  the  strength  impart, 

This  purpose  to  fulfil : 
Lord,  write  thy  laws  upon  my  heart, 
That  I  may  do  thy  will. 
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374.  CM.  Needham. 
Sufficiency  of  Grace; 

1  KIND  are  the  words  that  Jesus  speaks 

To  cheer  the  drooping  saint  : 
"  My  grace  sufficient  is  for  you, 
Though  nature's  powers  may  faint. 

2  M  My  grace  its  glories  shall  display, 

And  make  your  griefs  remove  ; 

Your  weakness  shall  the  triumphs  tell 

Of  boundless  power  and  love.'' 

3  What  though  my  griefs  are  not  removed  ? 

Yet  why  should  I  despair  ? 
For,  if  my  Saviour's  arm  support, 
I  can  the  burden  bear. 

4  O  thou,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord, 

'T  is  good  to  trust  thy  name  ; 
Thy  power,  thy  faithfulness,  and  love, 
Will  ever  be  the  same. 

5  Weak  as  I  am,  yet  through  thy  grace 

I  all  things  can  perform, 
And,  smiling,  triumph  in  thy  name 
Amid  the  raging  storm. 

375.  S.  M.  Beddome. 

Mercy  implored. 

1  THOU  Lord  of  all  above 

And  all  below  the  sky, 
Before  thy  feet  I  prostrate  fall, 
And  for  thy  mercy  cry. 

2  Guilt,  like  a  heavy  load, 

Upon  my  conscience  lies  ; 
To  thee  I  make  my  sorrows  known, 
And  lift  my  weeping  eyes. 

3  The  burden  which  I  feel, 

Thou  only  canst  remove  ; 
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Display,  O  Lord,  thy  pardoning  grace, 

And  thy  unbounded  love. 
4  One  gracious  look  of  thine 

Will  ease  my  troubled  breast  ; 
O,  let  me  know  my  sins  forgiven, 

And  I  shall  then  be  blest. 

376.  C.M.  Wait.. 

Deliverance  from  deep  Distress. 

1  I  WAITED  patient  for  the  Lord  ; 

He  bowed  to  hear  my  cry  ; 

He  saw  me  resting  on  his  word, 

And  brought  salvation  nigh. 

2  He  raised  me  from  a  gloomy  pit, 

Where,  mourning,  long  I  lay, 
And  from  my  bonds  released  my  feet,  — 
Deep  bonds  of  miry  clay. 

3  Firm  on  a  rock  he  made  me  stand, 

And  taught  my  cheerful  tongue 
To  praise  the  wonders  of  his  hand, 
In  new  and  thankful  song. 

4  I  '11  spread  his  works  of  grace  abroad  ; 

The  saints  with  joy  shall  hear, 
And  sinners  learn  to  make  my  God 
Their  only  hope  and  fear. 

5  How  many  are  thy  thoughts  of  love  ! 

Thy  mercies,  Lord,  how  great  ! 
We  have  not  words  nor  hours  enough 
Their  numbers  to  repeat. 

3T    ••  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

"  Cleanse  thou  me  from  secret  Faults." 

1  SEARCHER  of  hearts!  before  thy  face 
I  all  my  soul  display, 
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And,  conscious  of  its  innate  arts, 
Entreat  thy  strict  survey. 

2  If,  lurking  in  its  inmost  folds, 

I  any  sin  conceal, 
O,  let  a  ray  of  light  divine 
The  secret  guile  reveal  ! 

3  If,  in  these  fatal  fetters  bound, 

A  wretched  slave  I  lie, 
Smite  off  my  chains,  and  wake  my  soul 
To  light  and  liberty. 

4  To  humble  penitence  and  prayer 

Be  gentle  pity  given  ; 
Speak  ample  pardon  to  my  heart, 
And  seal  its  claim  to  heaven. 

3  7  8.  L.  M.  6  L.  Wesley's  Coll. 

Imploring  Forgiveness  and  Renewal  of  Heart. 

1  FORGIVE  us,  for  thy  mercy's  sake  ; 

Our  multitude  of  sins  forgive  ; 
And  for  thy  own  possession  take, 
And  bid  us  to  thy  glory  live  ; 
.  Live  in  thy  sight,  and  gladly  prove 
Our  faith  by  our  obedient  love. 

2  The  covenant  of  forgiveness  seal, 

And  all  thy  mighty  wonders  show  ; 
Our  hidden  enemies  expel, 

And  conquering  them  to  conquer  go, 
Till  all  of  pride  and  wrath  be  slain, 
And  not  one  evil  thought  remain. 

3  O,  put  it  in  our  inward  parts, 

The  living  law  of  perfect  love  ; 
Write  the  new  precept  on  our  hearts  ; 

We  shall  not  then  from  thee  remove, 
Who  in  thy  glorious  image  shine, 

Thy  people,  and  for  ever  thine. 
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379.  L.  M.  Beddome. 

Inconstancij  lamented. 

1  THE  wandering  star  and  fleeting  wind 
Are  emblems  of  the  fickle  mind  ; 
The  morning  cloud  and  early  dew 
Bring  our  inconstancy  to  view. 

2  But  cloud  and  wind,  and  dew  and  star, 
Only  a  faint  resemblance  bear  ; 

Nor  can  there  aught  in  nature  be 
So  changeable  and  frail  as  we. 

3  Our  outward  walk  and  inward  frame 
Are  scarcely  through  an  hour  the  same  : 
We  vow,  and  straight  our  vows  forget, 
And  then  those  very  vows  repeat. 

4  With  contrite  hearts,  Lord,  we  confess 
Our  folly  and  unsteadfastness  : 

When  shall  these  hearts  more  stable  be, 
Fixed  by  thy  grace  alone  on  thee  ? 

380.  S.  M.  j«»t... 

God's  Mercy  to  the  Penitent. 

1  SWEET  is  the  friendly  voice 

Which  speaks  of  life  and  peace  ; 
Which  bids  the  penitent  rejoice, 
And  sin  and  sorrow  cease. 

2  No  balm  on  earth  like  this 

Can  cheer  the  contrite  heart  ; 
No  flattering  dreams  of  earthly  bliss 
Such  pure  delight  impart. 

3  Still  merciful  and  kind, 

Thy  mercy,  Lord,  reveal  ; 
The  broken  heart  thy  love  can  bind, 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

4  Thy  presence  shall  restore 

Peace  to  my  anxious  breast : 
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Lord,  let  my  steps  be  drawn  no  more 
From  paths  which  thou  hast  blessed. 

381.  C.     M.  MlLMAK. 

Praying  for  Divine  Help. 

1  O,  HELP  us,  Lord  !  each  hour  of  need 

Thy  heavenly  succour  give  ; 
Help  us  in  thought,  and  word,  and  deed, 
Each  hour  on  earth  we  live. 

2  O,  help  us,  when  our  spirits  bleed, 

With  contrite  anguish  sore  ; 
And  when  our  hearts  are  cold  and  dead, 
O,  help  us,  Lord,  the  more. 

3  O,  help  us,  through  the  prayer  of  faith, 

More  firmly  to  believe  ; 
For  still  the  more  the  servant  hath, 
The  more  shall  he  receive. 

4  O,  help  us,  Father,  from  on  high  ; 

We  know  no  help  but  thee  ; 
O,  help  us  so  to  live  and  die, 
As  thine  in  heaven  to  be. 

382.  6&,4s.  M.  R.  Palmer. 

For  Divine  Guidance. 

1  O  GOD,  thy  grace  impart ; 
Revive  my  fainting  heart ; 

My  zeal  inspire  ; 
Reveal  thyself  to  me, 
And  may  my  love  to  thee 
Pure,  warm,  and  changeless  be,  — 

A  living  fire. 

2  While  life's  dark  maze  I  tread, 
And  griefs  around  me  spread, 

Be  thou  my  guide  ; 
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Bid  darkness  turn  to  day, 
Wipe  sorrow's  tears  away, 
Nor  let  me  ever  stray 

From  thee  aside. 
3  When  ends  life's  transient  dream, 
When  death's  cold,  sullen  stream 

Shall  o'er  me  roll, 
O  Father,  then  in  love 
Fear  and  distress  remove, 
And  bear  me  safe  above,  — 

A  ransomed  soul. 

383.  CM-  Anonymous. 

Aspiration  after  a  holy  Life. 

1  ALMIGHTY  Maker  !  Lord  of  all  ! 

Of  life  the  only  spring  ! 
Creator  of  unnumbered  worlds  ! 
Supreme,  Eternal  King  ! 

2  Drive  from  the  confines  of  my  heart 

Impenitence  and  pride  ; 
Nor  let  me,  in  forbidden  paths, 
With  thoughtless  sinners  glide. 

3  Whate'er  thine  all-discerning  eye 

Sees  for  thy  creature  fit, 
I  '11  bless  the  good,  and  to  the  ill 
Contentedly  submit. 

4  With  generous  pleasure  let  me  view 

The  prosperous  and  the  great ; 
Malignant  envy  let  me  fly, 
And  odious  self-conceit. 

5  Let  not  despair,  nor  fell  revenge, 

Be  to  my  bosom  known  ; 
O,  give  me  tears  for  others'  woes, 
And  patience  for  my  own. 

6  May  still  my  days  serenely  pass, 

Without  remorse  or  care  ; 
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And  growing  holiness  my  soul 
For  life's  last  hour  prepare. 

3S4-.  S.    M.  BuLFINCH. 

Regeneration. 

1  THROUGH  thee,  O  Lord,  we  own 

A  new  and  heavenly  birth, 
Kindred  to  spirits  round  thy  throne, 
Though  sojourners  of  earth. 

2  How  glorious  is  the  hour 

When  first  our  souls  awake, 
And,  through  thy  Spirit's  quickening  power, 
Of  the  new  life  partake. 

3  With  richer  beauty  glows 

The  world,  before  so  fair  ; 
Her  holy  light  religion  throws, 
Reflected  everywhere. 

4  Amid  repentant  tears 

We  feel  sweet  peace  within  ; 
We  know  the  God  of  mercy  hears, 
And  pardons  every  sin. 

5  Born  of  thy  Spirit,  Lord, 

Thy  spirit  may  we  share  ; 
Deep  in  our  hearts  inscribe  thy  word, 
And  place  thine  image  there. 

38<J«  C    M.      Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

The  Day-spring  from  on  High. 

1   GREAT  God,  wert  thou  extreme  to  mark 
The  deeds  we  do  amiss, 
Before  thy  presence  who  could  stand  ? 

Who  claim  thy  promised  bliss  ? 
But,  O,  all  merciful  and  just, 

Thy  love  surpasseth  thought ; 
A  gracious  Saviour  has  appeared, 
And  peace  and  pardon  brought. 
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2  Thy  servants  in  the  temple  watched 

The  dawning  of  the  day, 
Impatient  with  its  earliest  beams 

Their  holy  vows  to  pay  ; 
And  chosen  saints  far  off  beheld 

That  great  and  glorious  morn, 
When  the  glad  day-spring  from  on  high 

Auspiciously  should  dawn. 

3  On  us  the  Sun  of  Righteousness 

Its  brightest  beams  hath  poured  ; 
With  grateful  hearts  and  holy  zeal, 

Lord,  be  thy  love  adored  ; 
And  let  us  look  with  joyful  hope 

To  that  more  glorious  day, 
Before  whose  brightness  sin  and  death 

And  grief  shall  flee  away. 

386.  7s.  M.  tbuum 

Prayer  for  Merry  in  spiritual  Need. 

1  LORD,  have  mercy  when  we  pray 
Strength  to  seek  a  better  way  ; 
When  our  wakening  thoughts  begin 
First  to  loathe  their  cherished  sin  ; 
When  our  weary  spirits  fail, 

And  our  aching  brows  are  pale  ; 
When  our  tears  bedew  thy  word  ; 
Then,  O,  then,  have  mercy,  Lord  ! 

2  Lord,  have  mercy  when  we  lie 
On  the  restless  bed  and  sigh,  — 
Sigh  for  death,  yet  fear  it  still, 
From  the  thought  of  former  ill  ; 
When  the  dim,  advancing  gloom 
Tells  us  that  our  hour  has  come  ; 
When  is  loosed  the  silver  cord  ; 
Then,  O,  then,  have  mercy,  Lord  ! 

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3  Lord,  have  mercy  when  we  know 
First  how  vain  this  world  below  ; 
When  its  darker  thoughts  oppress, 
Doubts  perplex,  and  fears  distress  ; 
When  the  earliest  gleam  is  given 
Of  the  bright  but  distant  heaven  ; 
Then  thy  fostering  grace  afford  ; 
Then,  O,  then,  have  mercy,  Lord  ! 

387.  C.    M.  Watts. 

Breathing  after  Holiness. 

1  O,  THAT  the  Lord  would  guide  my  ways 

To  keep  his  statutes  still  ! 
O,  that  my  God  would  grant  me  grace 
To  know  and  do  his  will ! 

2  O,  send  thy  Spirit  down,  to  write 

Thy  law  upon  my  heart  ! 
Nor  let  my  tongue  indulge  deceit, 
Nor  act  the  liar's  part. 

3  From  vanity  turn  off  mine  eyes  ; 

Let  no  corrupt  design, 
Nor  covetous  desires,  arise 
Within  this  soul  of  mine. 

4  Order  my  footsteps  by  thy  word, 

And  make  my  heart  sincere  ; 
Let  sin  have  no  dominion,  Lord, 
But  keep  my  conscience  clear. 

5  Make  me  to  walk  in  thy  commands  ; 

'T  is  a  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  my  head.,  nor  heart,  nor  hands, 
Offend  against  my  God. 

388.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Pleasures  of  a  good  Conscience. 

1  LORD,  how  secure  and  blest  are  they 
Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin  ! 


REPENTANCE  A\P  REFORMATION. 

Should  storms  of  wrath  shake  earth  and  sea 
Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 

2  The  day  glides  sweetly  o'er  their  heads, 

Made  up  of  innocence  and  love  ; 
And  soft  and  silent  as  the  shades, 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on, 

But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away  ! 
Their  souls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  summer  evenings  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  th'  heavenly  hills, 

Where  groves  of  living  pleasures  grow  ! 
And  longing  hopes  and  cheerful  smiles 
Sit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow. 

389.  7s.  M.  Mebrick. 

Freedom  from.  Error,  Guilt,  and  Folly. 

1  BLEST  Tnstructer  !  from  thy  ways 
Who  can  tell  how  oft  he  strays  ? 
Save  from  error's  growth  our  mind, 
Leave  not,  Lord,  one  root  behind. 

2  Purge  us  from  the  guilt  that  lies 
Wrapt  wTithin  our  heart's  disguise  ; 
Let  us  thence,  by  thee  renewed, 
Each  presumptuous  sin  exclude. 

3  Let  our  tongues,  from  error  free, 
Speak  the  words  approved  by  thee  : 
To  thine  all-observing  eyes 

Let  our  thoughts  accepted  rise. 

4  While  we  thus  thy  name  adore, 
And  thy  healing  grace  implore, 
Blest  Instructer  !  bow  thine  ear  : 
God  our  strength  !  propitious  hear. 
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390.  L-    M.  J.  F.  Oberlik. 

Christian  Stability. 

1  O  LORD,  thy  heavenly  grace  impart, 
And  fix  my  frail,  inconstant  heart ; 
Henceforth  my  chief  desire  shall  be 
To  dedicate  myself  to  thee. 

2  Whate'er  pursuits  my  time  employ, 
One  thought  shall  fill  my  soul  with  joy  ; 
That  silent,  secret  thought  shall  be, 
That  all  my  hopes  are  fixed  on  thee. 

3  Thy  glorious  eye  pervadeth  space  ; 
Thy  presence,  Lord,  fills  every  place  ; 
And,  wheresoe'er  my  lot  may  be, 
Still  shall  my  spirit  cleave  to  thee. 

4  Renouncing  every  worldly  thing, 
And  safe  beneath  thy  spreading  wing, 
My  sweetest  thought  henceforth  shall  be, 
That  all  I  want  I  find  in  thee. 

391*  C.   P.  M.  Henry  Moore. 

Pardon. 

1  SOFT  are  the  fruitful  showers  that  bring 
The  welcome  promise  of  the  spring, 

And  soft  the  vernal  gale  : 
Sweet  the  wild  warblings  of  the  grove, 
The  voice  of  nature  and  of  love, 

That  gladden  every  vale. 

2  But  softer  in  the  mourner's  ear 
Sounds  the  mild  voice  of  mercy  near, 

That  whispers  sins  forgiven  ; 
And  sweeter  far  the  music  swells, 
When  to  the  raptured  soul  she  tells 

Of  peace  and  promised  heaven. 

3  Fair  are  the  flowers  that  deck  the  ground  ; 
And  groves  and  gardens,  blooming  round, 

Unnumbered  charms  unfold  : 


REPENTANCE  AND  REFORMATION. 

Bright  is  the  sun's  meridian  ray, 
And  bright  the  beams  of  setting  day, 

That  robe  the  clouds  in  gold. 
4  But  far  more  fair  the  pious  breast, 
In  richer  robes  of  goodness  dressed, 

Where  heaven's  own  graces  shine  ; 
And  brighter  far  the  prospects  rise, 
That  burst  on  faith's  delighted  eyes, 

From  glories  all  divine. 

392.  7S.  M.  Barbauld. 

Devout  Joy. 

1  "  JOY  to  those  that  love  the  Lord  !  " 
Saith  the  sure,  eternal  word  ; 

Not  of  earth  the  joy  it  brings, 
Tempered  in  celestial  springs. 

2  'T  is  the  joy  of  pardoned  sin 
When  we  feel  't  is  well  within  ; 
'T  is  the  joy  that  fills  the  breast 
When  the  passions  sink  to  rest. 

3  'T  is  a  joy  that,  seated  deep, 
Leaves  not  when  we  sigh  and  weep  ; 
Spreads  itself  in  virtuous  deeds, 
Sighs  for  woe,  in  pity  bleeds. 

4  Stern  and  awful  are  its  tones 
When  the  patriot  martyr  groans, 
And,  the  death-pulse  beating  high, 
Rapture  blends  with  agony. 

5  Tend'rer  is  the  form  it  wears, 
Touched  in  love,  dissolved  in  tears, 
When,  subdued,  at  Jesus'  feet, 
Sinners  clasp  the  mercy-seat. 

6  Joy  e'en  here  !  a  budding  flower, 
Struggling  with  the  storm  and  shower, 
Till  its  season  to  expand, 

Planted  in  its  native  land. 


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CHRISTIAN    AFFECTIONS   AND   LIFE. 

393*  C.    M.  Montgomery 

What  is  Prayer  ? 

1  PRAYER  is  the  soul's  sincere  desire, 

Uttered  or  unexpressed, 
The  motion  of  a  hidden  fire, 
That  trembles  in  the  breast. 

2  Prayer  is  the  burden  of  a  sigh, 

The  falling  of  a  tear, 
The  upward  glancing  of  an  eye, 
When  none  but  God  is  near. 

3  Prayer  is  the  simplest  form  of  speech 

That  infant  lips  can  try, 
Prayer  the  sublimest  strains  that  reach 
The  Majesty  on  high. 

4  Prayer  is  the  Christian's  vital  breath, 

The  Christian's  native  air, 
The  watchword  at  the  gates  of  death  ; 
He  enters  heaven  with  prayer. 

5  Prayer  is  the  contrite  sinner's  voice, 

Returning  from  his  ways  ; 
While  angels  in  their  songs  rejoice, 
And  cry,  <c  Behold,  he  prays  !  " 

6  In  prayer,  on  earth,  the  saints  are  one  ; 

They  're  one  in  word  and  mind  ; 
When  with  the  Father  and  the  Son 
Sweet  fellowship  they  find. 

7  O  Thou,  by  whom  we  come  to  God, 

The  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way, 
The  path  of  prayer  thyself  hast  trod  ; 
Lord,  teach  us  how  to  pray  ! 
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394.  C.  M.  Beddome 

Prayer. 

1  PRAYER  is  the  breath  of  God  in  man, 

Returning  whence  it  came  ; 
Love  is  the  sacred  fire  within, 
And  prayer  the  rising  flame. 

2  It  gives  the  burdened  spirit  ease, 

And  soothes  the  troubled  breast ; 
Yields  comfort  to  the  mourners  here, 
And  to  the  weary  rest. 

3  When  God  inclines  the  heart  to  pray, 

He  hath  an  ear  to  hear  ; 
To  him  there  's  music  in  a  sigh, 
And  beauty  in  a  tear. 

4  The  humble  suppliant  cannot  fail 

To  have  his  wants  supplied, 
Since  he  for  sinners  intercedes 
Who  once  for  sinners  died. 

395.  L.    M.  Stowell. 

TJie  Mercy-seat. 

.  1  FROM  every  stormy  wind  that  blows, 
From  every  swelling  tide  of  woes, 
There  is  a  calm,  a  sure  retreat ; 
'T  is  found  before  the  mercy-seat. 

2  There  is  a  place  where  Jesus  sheds 
The  oil  of  gladness  on  our  heads,  — 
A  place  of  all  on  earth  most  sweet  ; 
It  is  the  heavenly  mercy-seat. 

3  There  is  a  scene  where  spirits  blend, 
Where  friend  holds  fellowship  with  friend  ; 
Though  sundered  far,  by  faith  they  meet 
Around  one  common  mercy-seat. 

4  There,  there,  on  eagle  wings  we  soar, 
And  sin  and  sense  molest  no  more  ; 

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And  heaven  comes  down  our  souls    to  greet, 
And  glory  crowns  the  mercy-seat. 

396.  CM.  Mrs.  Brown. 

Secret   Prayer. 

1  I  LOVE  to  steal  awhile  away 

From  every  cumbering  care, 
And  spend  the  hours  of  setting  day 
In  humble,  grateful  prayer. 

2  I  love  in  solitude  to  shed 

The  penitential  tear, 
And  all  his  promises  to  plead 
Where  none  but  God  can  hear. 

3  I  love  to  think  on  mercies  past, 

And  future  good  implore, 
And  all  my  cares  and  sorrows  cast 
On  him  whom  I  adore. 

4  I  love  by  faith  to  take  a  view 

Of  brighter  scenes  in  heaven  ; 
The  prospect  doth  my  strength  renew, 
While  here  by  tempests  driven. 

5  Thus,  when  life's  toilsome  day  is  o'er, 

May  its  departing  ray 
Be  calm  as  this  impressive  hour, 
And  lead  to  endless  day. 

397.  7  &,  6s.  M.         Edin.  Lit.  Review. 

Pray  without  ceasing. 
1    GO  when  the  morning  shineth, 
Go  when  the  noon  is  bright, 
Go  when  the  eve  declineth, 
Go  in  the  hush  of  night  ; 
Go  with  pure  mind  and  feeling, 

Fling  earthly  thought  away, 
And,  in  thy  closet  kneeling, 
Do  thou  in  secret  pray. 
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2  Remember  all  who  love  thee, 

All  who  are  loved  by  thee  ; 
Pray,  too,  for  those  who  hate  thee, 

If  any  such  there  be  ; 
Then  for  thyself,  in  meekness, 

A  blessing  humbly  claim, 
And  blend  with  each  petition 

Thy  great  Redeemer's  name. 

3  Or,  if  't  is  e'er  denied  thee 

In  solitude  to  pray, 
Should  holy  thoughts  come  o'er  thee 

When  friends  are  round  thy  way, 
E'en  then  the  silent  breathing, 

Thy  spirit  raised  above, 
Will  reach  his  throne  of  glory, 

Where  dwells  eternal  love. 

4  O,  not  a  joy  or  blessing 

With  this  can  we  compare,  — 
The  grace  our  Father  gave  us 

To  pour  our  souls  in  prayer  : 
Whene'er  thou  pin'st  in  sadness, 

Before  his  footstool  fall  ; 
Remember,  in  thy  gladness, 

His  love,  who  gave  thee  all. 

398.  C.    M.  AnOSYHOUS. 

Secret    Prayer. 

1  SWEET  is  the  prayer  whose  holy  stream 

In  earnest  pleading  flows  ; 
Devotion  dwells  upon  the  theme, 
And  warm  and  warmer  glows. 

2  Faith  grasps  the  blessing  she  desires  ; 

Hope  points  the  upward  gaze  ; 
And  love,  celestial  love,  inspires 
The  eloquence  of  praise. 
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3  But  sweeter  far  the  still,  small  voice, 

Unheard  by  human  ear, 
When  God  has  made  the  heart  rejoice, 
And  dried  the  bitter  tear. 

4  No  accents  flow,  no  words  ascend  ; 

All  utterance  faileth  there  ; 
But  Christian  spirits  comprehend, 
And  God  accepts  the  prayer. 

399.  C.     M.  DoDDRIDGK. 

Secret  Devotion. 

1  FATHER  divine,  thy  piercing  eye 

Sees  through  the  darkest  night  ; 
In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh, 
With  heart-discerning  sight. 

2  May  that  observing  eye  survey 

My  faithful  homage  paid, 
With  every  morning's  dawning  ray, 
And  every  evening's  shade. 

3  O,  let  thy  own  celestial  fire 

The  incense  still  inflame, 
While  fervent  vows  to  thee  aspire, 
Through  my  Redeemer's  name. 

4  So  shall  the  visits  of  thy  love 

My  soul  in  secret  bless ; 
So  wilt  thou  deign,  in  worlds  above, 
Thy  suppliant  to  confess. 

400.  C.    H.    M.  A-OKYMOU,. 

Come,  let  us  pray. 

1  COME,  let  us  pray  :   't  is  sweet  to  feel 

That  God  himself  is  near  ; 
That,  while  we  at  his  footstool  kneel, 

His  mercy  deigns  to  hear  : 
Though  sorrows  cloud  life's  dreary  way, 
This  is  our  solace, — let  us  pray. 


CHRISTIAN   AFFECTIONS  AND  LIFE. 

2  Come,  let  us  pray  :  the  burning  brow, 

The  heart  oppressed  with  care, 
And  all  the  woes  that  throng  us  now, 

Will  be  relieved  by  prayer  : 
Our  God  will  chase  our  griefs  away  ; 
O,  glorious  thought  !  —  come,  let  us  pray. 

3  Come,  let  us  pray  :  the  mercy-seat 

Invites  the  fervent  prayer  ; 
Our  Heavenly  Father  waits  to  greet 

The  contrite  spirit  there  : 
O,  loiter  not,  nor  longer  stay 
From  him  who  loves  us  ;  —  let  us  pray. 

4:01.  f      C.    M.  Urwicks  Coll. 

Prayer  for  Grace  in  Trial. 

1  FATHER  of  all  our  mercies,  thou 

In  whom  we  move  and  live, 
Hear  us  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling,  now, 
And  answer,  and  forgive. 

2  When,  harassed  by  ten  thousand  foes, 

Our  helplessness  we  feel, 

O,  give  the  weary  soul  repose, 

The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  When  dire  temptations  gather  round, 

And  threaten  or  allure, 
By  storm  or  calm,  in  thee  be  found 
A  refuge  strong  and  sure. 

4  When  age  advances,  may  we  grow 

In  faith,  in  hope,  and  love, 
And  walk  in  holiness  below 
To  holiness  above. 

5  Let  earthly  joys  and  cares  depart ; 

Let  pain  and  sorrow  cease  ; 
Be  thou  the  portion  of  our  heart ; 

In  thee  may  we  have  peace. 
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402.  8    &    7S.    M.  TOPLADY. 

Prayer  for  Light. 

1  LIGHT  of  those  whose  dreary  dwelling 

Borders  on  the  shades  of  death  ! 
Rise  on  us,  thyself  revealing, 

Rise,  and  chase  the  clouds  beneath. 

2  Thou,  of  life  and  light  creator  ! 

In  our  deepest  darkness  rise  ; 
Scatter  all  the  night  of  nature, 
Pour  the  day  upon  our  eyes. 

3  Still  we  wait  for  thine  appearing  ; 

Life  and  joy  thy  beams  impart ; 
Chasing  all  our  fears,  and  cheering 
Every  meek  and  contrite  heart. 

4  Save  us,  in  thy  great  compassion, 

O  thou  God  of  peace  and  love  ! 
Give  the  knowledge  of  salvation, 
Fix  our  hearts  on  things  above. 

403.     6  &  4s.  M.  (Peculiar.)       h.mans. 

Prayer  for  Help  in  Necessity. 

1  LOWLY  and  solemn  be 
Thy  children's  cry  to  thee, 

Father  divine,  — 
A  hymn  of  suppliant  breath, 
Owning  that  life  and  death 

Alike  are  thine. 

2  O  Father,  in  that  hour 
When  earth  all  helping  power 

Shall  disavow,  — 
When  spear,  and  shield,  and  crown, 
In  faintness  are  cast  down,  — 

Sustain  us,  thou  ! 
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3  By  him  who  bowed  to  take 
The  death-cup  for  our  sake, 

The  thorn,  the  rod,  — 
From  whom  the  last  dismay 
Was  not  to  pass  away,  — 

Aid  us,  O  God  ! 

4  While  trembling  o'er  the  grave, 
We  call  on  thee  to  save, 

Father  divine  ! 
Hear,  hear  our  suppliant  breath  ; 
Keep  us,  in  life  and  death, 

Thine,  only  thine. 

404r»  C.    M.  Montgomery. 

Prayer  for  Wisdom. 

1  ALMIGHTY  God,  in  humble  prayer 

To  thee  our  souls  we  lift  ; 
Do  thou  our  waiting  minds  prepare 
For  thy  most  needful  gift. 

2  We  ask  not  golden  streams  of  wealth 

Along  our  path  to  flow ; 
We  ask  not  undecaying  health, 
Nor  length  of  years  below. 

3  We  ask  not  honors  which  an  hour 

May  bring  and  take  away  ; 
We  ask  not  pleasure,  pomp,  and  power, 
Lest  we  should  go  astray. 

4  We  ask  for  wisdom  :  —  Lord,  impart 

The  knowledge  howT  to  live  ; 
A  wise  and  understanding  heart 
To  all  before  thee  give. 

5  The  young  remember  thee  in  youth, 

Before  the  evil  days  ! 
The  old  be  guided  by  thy  truth 
In  wisdom's  pleasant  ways  ! 
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405.  C.  M.  Wesleyan. 

For  Purity  of  Heart. 

1  O,  FOR  a  heart  to  praise  my  God, 

A  heart  from  sin  set  free  ; 
A  heart  that  always  feels  how  good, 
Thou,  Lord,  hast  been  to  me. 

2  O,  for  a  humble,  contrite  heart, 

Believing,  true,  and  clean, 
Which  neither  life  nor  death  can  part 
From  him  who  dwells  within  ;  — 

3  A  heart  in  every  thought  renewed, 

And  full  of  love  divine, 
Perfect,  and  right,  and  pure,  and  good, 
Conformed,  O  Lord,  to  thine. 

4  Thy  temper,  gracious  Lord,  impart  ; 

Come  quickly  from  above  ; 
O,  write  thy  name  upon  my  heart ; 
Thy  name,  O  God,  is  love. 

406.  S-    M-  C.  Wesley. 

Pray er  for  Self-consecration. 

1  O  GOD,  my  strength,  my  hope, 

On  thee  I  cast  my  care, 
With  humble  confidence  look  up, 
And  know  thou  hearest  prayer. 

2  O,  for  a  godly  fear, 

A  quick-discerning  eye, 
That  looks  to  thee  when  sin  is  near, 
And  sees  the  tempter  fly  !  — 

3  A  spirit  still  prepared, 

And  armed  with  jealous  care, 
For  ever  standing  on  its  guard, 
And  watching  unto  prayer  ! 
4  Lord,  let  me  still  abide, 

Nor  from  my  hope  remove, 


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Till  thou  my  patient  spirit  guide 
To  better  worlds  above. 

407.  CM.  C.  WeSLET. 

Prayer  for  Supplies  of  Grace. 

1  THOU  Fount  of  blessing,  God  of  love, 

To  thee  our  hearts  we  raise  ; 
Thine  all-sustaining  power  we  prove, 
And  gladly  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Thine,  wholly  thine,  we  long  to  be  ; 

Our  sacrifice  receive  ; 
Made,  and  preserved,  and  saved,  by  thee, 
To  thee  ourselves  we  give. 

3  To  thee  our  every  wish  aspires  ; 

For  all  thy  mercy's  store, 
The  sole  return  thy  love  requires 
Is  that  we  ask  for  more. 

4  For  more  we  ask  ;  we  open,  Lord, 

Our  hearts  t'  embrace  thy  will  : 
Renew  us  by  thy  quickening  word, 
And  from  thy  fulness  fill. 

408.  C.  M.  Exeter  Coll. 

The  Influence  of  habitual  Piety. 

1  BLEST  is  the  man  who  fears  the  Lord  ! 

His  well  established  mind, 

In  every  varying  scene  of  life, 

Shall  true  composure  find. 

2  Oft  through  the  deep  and  stormy  sea 

The  heavenly  footsteps  lie  ; 
But  on  a  glorious  world  beyond 
His  faith  can  fix  its  eye. 

3  Though  dark  his  present  prospects  be, 

And  sorrows  round  him  dwell, 
Yet  hope  can  whisper  to  his  soul, 
That  all  shall  issue  well. 
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4  Full  in  the  presence  of  his  God, 

Through  every  scene  he  goes  ; 
And,  fearing  him,  no  other  fear 
His  steadfast  bosom  knows. 

5  No  dangers  can  his  soul  alarm, 

No  gloomy  views  affright ; 
For  faith  assures  his  humble  heart, 
Whatever  is,  is  right. 

4r00«  C*    M.  Anonymous. 

"  Trust  ye  in  the  Lord." 

1  WHEN  grief  and  anguish  press  me  down, 

And  hope  and  comfort  flee, 

I  cling,  O  Father,  to  thy  throne, 

And  stay  my  heart  on  thee. 

2  When  clouds  of  dark  temptation  rise, 

And  pour  their  wrath  on  me, 
To  thee  for  aid  I  turn  my  eyes, 

And  fix  my  trust  on  thee. 
3  When  death  invades  my  peaceful  home, 

The  sundered  ties  shall  be 
A  closer  bond,  in  time  to  come, 

To  bind  my  heart  to  thee. 
4  Lord,  —  "  Not  my  will  but  thine  be  done  !  " 

My  soul  from  fear  set  free, 
Her  faith  shall  anchor  at  thy  throne, 

And  trust  alone  in  thee. 

410.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Confidence  in  God. 

1  SOON  as  I  heard  my  Father  say, 

11  Ye  children,  seek  my  grace, " 
My  heart  replied,  without  delay, 
"  I  '11  seek  my  Father's  face." 

2  Let  not  thy  face  be  hid  from  me, 

Nor  frown  my  soul  away  ; 
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God  of  ray  life,  I  fly  to  thee 
In  each  distressing  day. 

3  Should  friends  and  kindred,  near  and  dear, 

Leave  me  to  want,  or  die, 
My  God  will  make  my  life  his  care, 
And  all  my  need  supply. 

4  Wait  on  the  Lord,  ye  trembling  saints, 

And  keep  your  courage  up  ; 
He  '11  raise  your  spirit  when  it  faints, 
And  far  exceed  your  hope. 

411.  8,  7,  &  4s.  M.  Olitzr. 

God  the  Pilgrim  s  Guide  and  Strength. 

1  GUIDE  me,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 

Pilgrim  through  this  barren  land  : 
I  am  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
Hold  me  with  thy  powerful  hand  : 

Bread  of  heaven, 
Feed  me  till  I  want  no  more. 

2  Open  now  the  crystal  fountain, 

Whence  the  healing  streams  do  flow  ; 
Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar 

Lead  me  all  my  journey  through  : 

Strong  Deliverer, 
Be  thou  still  my  strength  and  shield. 

3  When  J  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 

Bid  my  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
Bear  me  through  the  swelling  current  ; 
Land  me  safe  on  Canaan's  side  : 

Songs  of  praises 
I  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

41  2*  C.  M.  Religious  SouTZ5nu 

Trust  in  God. 

1  O  FATHER,  good  or  evil  send, 
As  seemeth  best  to  thee, 

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And  teach  my  stubborn  soul  to  bend 
In  love  to  thy  decree. 

2  "Whatever  come,  if  thou  wilt  bless 

The  brightness  and  the  gloom, 
And  temper  joy,  and  soothe  distress, 
I  fear  no  earthly  doom.  ' 

3  Life  cannot  give  a  cureless  sting  ; 

Death  can  but  crown  my  joy, 
And  waft  me  far,  on  angel's  wing, 
To  heaven's  divine  employ. 

413.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Security  and  Comfort  in  God. 

1  WHEN,  overwhelmed  with  grief, 

My  heart  within  me  dies, 
Helpless,  and  far  from  all  relief, 
To  heaven  I  lift  mine  eyes. 

2  O,  lead  me  to  the  Rock 

That  's  high  above  my  head, 
And  make  the  covert  of  thy  wings 
My  shelter  and  my  shade. 

3  Within  thy  presence,  Lord, 

For  ever  I  '11  abide  ; 
Thou  art  the  tower  of  my  defence, 
The  refuge  where  I  hide. 

4  Thou  givest  me  the  lot 

Of  those  that  fear  thy  name  ; 
If  endless  life  be  their  reward, 
I  shall  possess  the  same. 

41 4»  7s.  M.        Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Safety  in  God. 

1   THEY  who  on  the  Lord  rely 
Safely  dwell,  though  danger  's  nigh ; 
Lo  !  his  sheltering  wings  are  spread 
O'er  each  faithful  servant's  head. 
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2  Vain  temptation's  wily  snare  ; 
Christians  are  Jehovah's  care  ; 
Harmless  flies  the  shaft  by  day, 
Or  in  darkness  wings  its  way. 

3  When  they  wake,  or  when  they  sleep, 
Angel  guards  their  vigils  keep  ; 
Death  and  danger  may  be  near, 
Faith  and  love  have  naught  to  fear. 

41  5.  CM.  Steele. 

God  the  supreme  Good. 

1  IN  vain  we  trace  creation  o'er 

In  search  of  sacred  rest, 
The  whole  creation  is  too  poor 
To  make  us  fully  blest. 

2  In  vain  would  this  low  world  employ 

Each  flattering,  specious  wile  ; 
For  what  can  yield  a  real  joy 
But  our  Creator's  smile  ? 

3  Let  earth  with  all  her  charms  depart, 

Unworthy  of  the  mind  ; 
In  God  alone  this  restless  heart 
An  equal  bliss  can  find. 

4  Great  Source  of  all  felicity, 

To  whom  our  wishes  tend  ! 
Do  not  these  wishes  rise  from  thee, 
And  in  thy  favor  end  ? 

416.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Secret  Communion  with  God. 

1  'T  WAS  in  the  watches  of  the  night 

I  thought  upon  thy  power  ; 
I  kept  thy  lovely  face  in  sight, 
Amid  the  darkest  hour. 

2  While  I  lay  resting  on  my  bed, 

My  soul  arose  on  high  ; 
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My  God,  my  life,  my  hope,  I  said, 
Bring  thy  salvation  nigh. 

3  I  strive  to  mount  thy  holy  hill ; 

I  walk  the  heavenly  road  ; 
Thy  glories  all  my  spirit  fill, 
While  I  commune  with  God. 

4  Thy  mercy  stretches  o'er  my  head 

The  shadow  of  thy  wing  ; 
My  heart  rejoices  in  thine  aid, 
And  I  thy  praises  sing. 

4:17.  L.    M.    6  L.  Moravian. 

Seeking  after  God. 

1  THOU  hidden  love  of  God,  whose  height, 

Whose  depth,  unfathomed,  no  man  knows, 
I  see  from  far  thy  beauteous  light  ; 

Inly  I  sigh  for  thy  repose  ; 
My  heart  is  pained  ;  nor  can  it  be 
At  rest  till  it  find  rest  in  thee. 

2  Thy  secret  voice  invites  me  still 

The  sweetness  of  thy  yoke  to  prove  ; 
And  fain  I  would  ;  but  though  my  will 

Seem  fixed,  yet  wide  my  passions  rove ; 
Yet  hindrances  strow  all  the  way  ; 
I  aim  at  thee,  yet  from  thee  stray. 

3  'T  is  mercy  all,  that  thou  hast  brought 

My  mind  to  seek  her  peace  in  thee  ; 
Yet,  while  I  seek,  but  find  thee  not, 

No  peace  my  wandering  soul  shall  see. 
O,  when  shall  all  my  wanderings  end, 
And  all  my  steps  to  thee-ward  tend  ? 

4  Is  there  a  thing  beneath  the  sun 

That  strives  with  thee  my  heart  to  share  ? 
Ah,  tear  it  thence,  and  reign  alone, 

The  Lord  of  every  motion  there  ; 
Then  shall  my  heart  from  earth  be  free, 
When  it  hath  found  repose  in  thee. 
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41  §#  C.    M.  Doddridge. 

Walking  with  God. 

1  THRICE  happy  souls,  who,  born  from  heaven, 

While  yet  they  sojourn  here, 

Do  all  their  days  with  God  begin, 

And  spend  them  in  his  fear. 

2  'Midst  hourly  cares,  may  love  present 

Its  incense  to  thy  throne  ; 
And,  while  the  world  our  hands  employs, 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

3  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends, 

Be  each  refreshment  sought ; 
And  by  each  various  providence 
Some  wise  instruction  brought. 

4  When  to  laborious  duties  called, 

Or  by  temptations  tried, 
We  '11  seek  the  shelter  of  thy  wings, 
And  in  thy  strength  confide. 

5  As  different  scenes  of  life  arise, 

Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee,  amidst  the  social  band, 
In  solitude  with  thee. 

6  In  solid,  pure  delights  like  these, 

Let  all  our  days  be  past  ; 
Nor  shall  we  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  we  fear,  the  last. 

419.  CM.  CoWPER. 

Walking  with  God. 

1  O,  FOR  a  closer  walk  with  God, 

A  calm  and  heavenly  frame, 
A  light  to  shine  upon  the  road 
That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb  ! 

2  What  peaceful  hours  I  once  enjoyed  ! 

How  sweet  their  memory  still ! 
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But  now  I  find  an  aching  void 
The  world  can  never  fill. 

3  Return,  O  holy  Dove,  return, 

Sweet  messenger  of  rest  ; 
I  hate  the  sins  that  made  thee  mourn, 
And  drove  thee  from  my  breast. 

4  The  dearest  idol  I  have  known, 

Whate'er  that  idol  be, 
Help  me  to  tear  it  from  thy  throne, 
And  worship  only  thee. 

5  So  shall  my  walk  be  close  with  God, 

Calm  and  serene  my  frame  ; 

So  purer  light  shall  mark  the  road 

That  leads  me  to  the  Lamb. 

420.  L.  M.  6  L.  Moravian. 

Living  to  God. 

1  O,  DRAW  me,  Father,  after  thee, 

So  shall  I  run  and  never  tire  ; 
"With  gracious  words  still  comfort  me  ; 

Be  thou  my  hope,  my  sole  desire  : 
Free  me  from  every  weight  ;  nor  fear 
Nor  sin  can  come,  if  thou  art  here. 

2  From  all  eternity,  with  love 

Unchangeable  thou  hast  me  viewed  ; 
Ere  knew  this  beating  heart  to  move, 

Thy  tender  mercies  me  pursued  ; 
Ever  with  me  may  they  abide, 
And  close  me  in  on  every  side. 

3  In  suffering  be  thy  love  my  peace, 

In  weakness  be  thy  love  my  power  ; 
And  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 

My  God  !  in  that  important  hour, 
In  death  as  life  be  thou  my  guide, 
And  bear  me  through  death's  whelming  tide. 
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42  J.  •  L.    M.  MONTGOMERY. 

Following  after  God. 

1  O  GOD,  thou  art  my  God  alone  ; 

Early  to  thee  my  soul  shall  cry, 
A  pilgrim  in  a  land  unknown, 

A  thirsty  land,  whose  springs  are  dry. 

2  Yet,  through  this  rough  and  thorny  maze, 

I  follow  hard  on  thee,  my  God  ; 
Thine  hand  unseen  upholds  my  ways  ; 
I  lean  upon  thy  staff  and  rod. 

3  Thee,  in  the  watches  of  the  night, 

When  I  remember,  on  my  bed, 
Thy  presence  makes  the  darkness  light  ; 
Thy  guardian  wings  are  round  my  head. 

4  Better  than  life  itself  thy  love, 

Dearer  than  all  beside  to  me  ; 
For  whom  have  I  in  heaven  above, 

Or  what  on  earth,  compared  with  thee  ? 

5  Praise  with  my  heart,  my  mind,  my  voice, 

For  all  thy  mercy,  I  will  give  ; 
My  soul  shall  still  in  God  rejoice  ; 

My  tongue  shall  bless  thee  while  I  live. 

422.  7s.  M.  6  L.  Newton. 

The  Child  of  God. 

1  QUIET,  Lord,  my  fro  ward  heart ; 

Make  me  teachable  and  mild, 
Upright,  simple,  free  from  art  ; 

Make  me  as  a  little  child  ; 
From  distrust  and  envy  free, 
Pleased  with  all  that  pleases  thee. 

2  What  thou  shalt  to-day  provide, 

Let  me  as  a  child  receive  ; 
What  to-morrow  may  betide, 

Calmly  to  thv  wisdom  leave  ; 
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CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS  AND  LIFE. 

'T  is  enough  that  thou  wilt  care  ; 
Why  should  I  the  burden  bear  ? 
3  As  a  little  child  relies 

On  a  care  beyond  his  own, 
Knows  he  's  neither  strong  nor  wise, 

Fears  to  stir  a  step  alone,  — 
Let  me  thus  with  thee  abide, 
As  my  Father,  Guard,  and  Guide. 

4:23.  C.    M.  Doddridge. 

Joy  in  the  Presence  of  God. 

1  SHINE  on  our  souls,  Eternal  God  ! 

With  rays  of  beauty  shine  ; 

O,  let  thy  favor  crown  our  days, 

And  all  their  round  be  thine. 

2  Did  we  not  raise  our  hands  to  thee, 

Our  hands  might  toil  in  vain  ; 
Small  joy  success  itself  could  give, 
If  thou  thy  love  restrain. 

3  With  thee  let  every  week  begin, 

With  thee  each  day  be  spent, 
For  thee  each  fleeting  hour  improved, 
Since  each  by  thee  is  lent. 

4  Thus  cheer  us  through  this  desert  road, 

Till  all  our  labors  cease, 
And  heaven  refresh  our  weary  souls 
With  everlasting  peace. 

4:24.  L.    M.  BoWRING 

God's  sustaining  Presence. 

1  FATHER  and  Friend,  thy  light,  thy  love, 

Beaming  through  all  thy  works,  we  see  ; 
Thy  glory  gilds  the  heavens  above, 
And  all  the  earth  is  full  of  thee. 

2  Thy  voice  we  hear,  thy  presence  feel, 

Whilst  thou,  too  pure  for  mortal  sight, 
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Involved  in  clouds,  invisible, 

Reignest  the  Lord  of  life  and  light. 

3  We  know  not  in  what  hallowed  part 

Of  the  wide  heavens  thy  throne  may  be  ; 
But  this  we  know,  —  that  where  thou  art, 
Strength,  wisdom,  goodness,  dwell  with  thee. 

4  And  through  the  various  maze  of  time, 

And  through  th'  infinity  of  space, 
We  follow  thy  career  sublime, 

And  all  thy  wondrous  footsteps  trace. 

5  Thy  children  shall  not  faint  nor  fear, 

Sustained  by  this  delightful  thought,  — 
Since  thou,  their  God,  art  everywhere, 
They  cannot  be  where  thou  art  not. 

42  5  •  S.    M.  COWPER. 

Dependence  on  God. 

1  TO  keep  the  lamp  alive, 

With  oil  we  fill  the  bowl  ; 
'T  is  w^ater  makes  the  willow  thrive, 
And  grace  that  feeds  the  soul. 

2  The  Lord's  unsparing  hand 

Supplies  the  living  stream  ; 
It  is  not  at  our  own  command, 
But  still  derived  from  him. 

3  Man's  wisdom  is  to  seek 

His  strength  in  God  alone  ; 
And  e'en  an  angel  would  be  weak, 
Who  trusted  in  his  own. 

4  Retreat  beneath  his  wings, 

And  in  his  grace  confide  ; 
This  more  exalts  the  King  of  kings 
Than  all  your  works  beside. 

5  In  God  is  all  our  store, 

Grace  issues  from  his  throne  ; 

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Whoever  says,  u  I  want  no  more," 
Confesses  he  has  none. 

426.  L.  M.    6L.  J.Quarlks. 

Self-abandonment  to  God. 

1  FOUNTAIN  of  light  and  living  breath, 

Whose  mercies  never  fail  nor  fade, 
Fill  us  with  life  that  hath  no  death, 

Fill  us  with  light  that  hath  no  shade  ; 
Appoint  the  remnant  of  our  days 
To  see  thy  power  and  sing  thy  praise. 

2  Lord  God  of  gods  !  before  whose  throne 

Stand  storms  and  fire,  O,  what  shall  we 
Return  to  heaven  that  is  our  own, 

When  all  the  world  belongs  to  thee  ? 
We  have  no  offering  to  impart 
But  praises  and  a  wounded  heart. 

3  Great  God,  whose  kingdom  hath  no  end, 

Into  whose  secrets  none  can  dive, 
Whose  mercy  none  can  apprehend, 

Whose  justice  none  can  feel  and  live  ; 
What  our  weak  minds  cannot  aspire 
To  know,  Lord,  teach  us  to  admire. 

427.  L.  M.  Sir  Walter  Scott. 

Imploring  the  constant  Presence  of  God. 

1  WHEN  Israel,  of  the  Lord  beloved, 

Out  from  the  land  of  bondage  came, 
Her  father's  God  before  her  moved, 
An  awful  guide  in  smoke  and  flame. 

2  By  day,  along  th'  astonished  lands, 

The  cloudy  pillar  glided  slow  ; 
By  night,  Arabia's  crimsoned  sands 
Returned  the  fiery  column's  glow. 

3  Thus  present  still,  though  now  unseen, 

When  brightly  shines  the  prosperous  day, 
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Be  thoughts  of  thee  a  cloudy  screen, 
To  temper  the  deceitful  ray  ! 
4  And,  O,  when  gathers  on  our  path, 

In  shade  and  storm,  the  frequent  night, 
Be  thou,  long  suffering,  slow  to  wrath, 
A  burning  and  a  shining  light  ! 

428.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

God  speaking  Peace  to  his  People. 

1  UNITE,  my  roving  thoughts,  unite 

In  silence  soft  and  sweet  ; 
And  thou,  my  soul,  sit  gently  down 
At  thy  great  Sovereign's  feet. 

2  Jehovah's  awful  voice  is  heard  ; 

Yet  gladly  I  attend  ; 
For,  lo  !  the  everlasting  God 
Proclaims  himself  my  friend. 

3  Harmonious  accents  to  my  soul 

The  sound  of  peace  convey  ; 
The  tempest  at  his  word  subsides, 
And  winds  and  seas  obey. 

4  By  all  its  joys,  I  charge  my  heart 

To  grieve  his  love  no  more, 
But,  charmed  by  melody  divine, 
To  give  its  follies  o'er. 

5  Let  this  my  every  hour  employ, 

Till  I  thy  glory  see, 
Enter  into  my  Master's  joy, 
And  find  my  heaven  in  thee  ! 

429.  7  &  6s.  M.  (Peculiar.)      Wesleyan. 

Confidence  in  God's  Protection. 

1  O  MY  soul,  unceasing  pray  ; 

In  God  alone  confide  ; 
He  thy  feeble  steps  shall  stay, 

Nor  suffer  thee  to  slide  ; 
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Lean  on  thy  Redeemer's  breast  ; 
He  thy  spirit  safely  keeps  ; 
Rest  in  him,  securely  rest  ; 
Thy  Watchman  never  sleeps. 

2  Neither  sin,  nor  earth,  nor  hell, 

Thy  Keeper  can  surprise  ; 
Careless  slumbers  cannot  steal 

On  his  all-seeing  eyes  ; 
He  is  Israel's  sure  Defence  ; 
Israel  all  his  care  shall  prove, 
Kept  by  watchful  Providence, 

And  ever-waking  Love. 

3  See  the  Lord,  thy  Keeper,  stand 

Omnipotently  near  ; 
Lo,  he  holds  thee  by  thy  hand, 

And  banishes  thy  fear  ; 
He  shall  bless  thy  going  out, 
He  shall  bless  thy  coming  in, 
Kindly  compass  thee  about, 

And  guard  from  every  sin. 

i^_30»  C.  M.  Hegikbotham. 

Rejoicing  in  Gud,  our  Father. 

1  COME,  shout  aloud  the  Father's  grace, 

And  sing  the  Saviour's  love  ; 
Soon  shall  ye  join  the  glorious  theme, 
In  lofiicr  strains,  above. 

2  God,  the  eternal,  mighty  God, 

To  dearer  names  descends  ; 

Calls  you  his  treasure  and  his  joy, 

His  children  and  his  friends. 

3  My  Father,  God  !  and  may  these  lips 

Pronounce  a  name  so  dear  ? 
Not  thus  could  heaven's  sweet  harmony 
Delight  my  listening  ear. 
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4  Thanks  to  my  God  for  every  gift 
His  bounteous  hands  bestow  ; 
And  thanks  eternal  for  that  love 
Whence  all  these  comforts  flow. 

4-3  1  •  7S.    M.    6  L.  MoifTGOMXBT. 

The  Soul  panting  for  God. 

1  AS  the  hart,  with  eager  looks, 
Panteth  for  the  water-brooks, 
So  my  soul,  athirst  for  thee, 
Pants  the  living  God  to  see  ; 
When,  O,  when,  with  filial  fear, 
Lord,  shall  I  to  thee  draw  near  ? 

2  Why  art  thou  cast  down,  my  soul  ? 
God,  thy  God,  shall  make  thee  whole  : 
Why  art  thou  disquieted  ? 

God  shall  lift  thy  fallen  head, 
And  his  countenance  benign 
Be  the  saving  health  of  thine. 

432.  c.  M.  st«l*. 

Refuge  in  God. 

1  O  FATHER,  to  thy  mercy-seat 

My  soul  for  shelter  flies  : 
'T  is  here  I  find  a  safe  retreat 
When  storms  and  tempests  rise. 

2  My  cheerful  hope  can  never  die, 

If  thou,  my  God,  art  near  ; 
Thy  grace  can  raise  my  comforts  high, 
And  banish  every  fear. 

3  My  great  Protector  and  my  Lord, 

Thy  constant  aid  impart, 
O,  let  thy  kind,  thy  gracious  word 
Sustain  my  trembling  heart. 

4  O,  never  let  my  soul  remove  .»-. 

From  this  divine  retreat ; 
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Still  let  me  trust  thy  power  and  love, 
And  dwell  beneath  thy  feet. 

433.  L.  M.  6L.  C.Wesley. 

Rejoicing  in  God. 

1  THOU  hidden  Source  of  calm  repose, 

Thou  all-sufficient  Love  divine, 
My  Help  and  Refuge  from  my  foes, 

Secure  I  am  if  thou  art  mine. 
And,  lo  !  from  sin,  and  grief,  and  shame, 
I  hide  me,  Father,  in  thy  name. 

2  Thy  mighty  name  salvation  is  ; 

And  keeps  my  happy  soul  above  ; 
Comfort  it  brings,  and  power,  and  peace, 

And  joy,  and  everlasting  love  : 
To  me,  through  thy  dear  Son,  are  given 
Pardon  and  holiness  and  heaven. 

3  Father  my  all  in  all  thou  art, 

My  rest  in  toil,  my  ease  in  pain  ; 
The  balm  to  heal  each  broken  heart  ; 

In  storms  my  peace,  in  loss  my  gain  ; 
My  joy  beneath  the  worldling's  frown  ; 
In  shame  my  glory  and  my  crown  ;  — 

4  In  want  my  plentiful  supply  ; 

In  weakness  my  almighty  power  ; 
In  bonds  my  perfect  liberty  ; 

My  refuge  in  temptation's  hour  ; 
My  comfort  'midst  all  grief  and  pain, 
My  life  in  death,  my  endless  gain. 

434.  S.M.  J.  Wesley. 

Trust  in  God  under  Affliction. 

1  COMMIT  thou  all  thy  griefs 
And  ways  into  his  hands, 
To  his  sure  trust  and  tender  care, 
Who  earth  and  heaven  commands  : 

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2  Who  points  the  clouds  their  course, 

Whom  winds  and  seas  obey, 
He  shall  direct  thy  wandering  feet, 
He  shall  prepare  thy  way. 

3  No  profit  canst  thou  gain 

By  self-consuming  care  ; 
To  him  commend  thy  cause,  —  his  ear 
Attends  the  softest  prayer. 

4  Thou  on  the  Lord  rely, 

So  safe  shalt  thou  go  on  ; 
Fix  on  his  work  thy  steadfast  eye, 
So  shall  thy  work  be  done. 

4-35,  L.  M.  Henry  Moor*. 

Wisdom  and  Virtue  sought  from  God. 

1  SUPREME  and  universal  Light ! 
Fountain  of  reason  !  Judge  of  right  ! 
Parent  of  good  !  whose  blessings  flow 
On  all  above,  and  all  below : 

2  Assist  us,  Lord,  to  act,  to  be, 
What  nature  and  thy  laws  decree  ; 
Worthy  that  intellectual  flame, 
Which  from  thy  breathing  spirit  came  ! 

3  Our  moral  freedom  to  maintain, 
Bid  passion  serve,  and  reason  reign, 
Self-poised  and  independent  still 
On  this  world's  varying  good  or  ill. 

4  No  slave  to  profit,  shame,  or  fear, 
O,  may  our  steadfast  bosoms  bear, 

The  stamp  of  heaven,  —  an  upright  heart, 
Above  the  mean  disguise  of  art  ! 

5  May  our  expanded  souls  disclaim 
The  narrow  view,  the  selfish  aim  ; 
But  with  a  Christian  zeal  embrace 
Whate'er  is  friendly  to  our  race. 

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6  O  Father,  grace  and  virtue  grant ! 
No  more  we  wish,  no  more  we  want : 
To  know,  to  serve  thee,  and  to  love, 
Is  peace  below,  —  is  bliss  above. 

436.  S.  M.  C.Weslet. 

Watching,  Prayer,  and  Perseverance. 

1  A  CHARGE  to  keep  I  have, 

A  God  to  glorify, 
A  never  dying  soul  to  save, 

And  fit  it  for  the  sky  ; 
To  serve  the  present  age, 

My  calling  to  fulfil  : 
O,  may  it  all  my  powers  engage 

To  do  my  Master's  will ! 

2  Arm  me  with  jealous  care, 

As  in  thy  sight  to  live  ; 
And,  O,  thy  servant,  Lord,  prepare 

The  strict  account  to  give  : 
Help  me  to  watch  and  pray, 

And  on  thyself  rely, 
Assured,  if  I  my  trust  betray, 

I  shall  forsaken  die. 

4_3  7 .  CM.  C.Weslet. 

Watchfulness. 

1  I  WANT  a  principle  within 

Of  jealous,  godly  fear  ; 
A  sensibility  of  sin, 
A  pain  to  find  it  near. 

2  I  want  the  first  approach  to  feel 

Of  pride,  or  fond  desire  ; 
To  catch  the  wandering  of  my  will, 
And  quench  the  kindling  fire. 

3  From  thee  that  I  no  more  may  part, 

No  more  my  goodness  grieve, 
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The  filial  awe,  the  fleshly  heart, 
The  tender  conscience  give. 
4  Quick  as  the  apple  of  an  eye, 

O  God  !  my  conscience  make  ; 
Awake  my  soul  when  sin  is  nigh, 
And  keep  it  still  awake. 

438.  C,  M.  looa* 

The  Ways  of  Wisdom. 

1  O,  HAPPY  is  the  man  who  hears 

Instruction's  faithful  voice  ; 
And  who  celestial  wisdom  makes 
His  early,  only  choice  ! 

2  Wisdom  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  wrest  unfold  ; 
And  her  rewards  more  precious  are 
Than  is  the  gain  of  gold. 

3  In  her  right  hand  she  holds  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  years  ; 
And  in  her  left,  the  prize  of  fame 
And  honor  bright  appears. 

4  She  guides  the  young,  with  innocence, 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread  ; 
A  crown  of  glory  she  bestows 
Upon  the  hoary  head. 

5  According  as  her  labors  rise. 

So  her  rewards  increase  ; 
Her  ways  are  ways  of  pleasantness, 
And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

43  9  •  CM.  Campbell's  Coll. 

They  shall  walk  and  not  faint. 

1   SUPREME  in  wisdom,  as  in  power, 
The  Rock  of  Ages  stands, 
Though  him  thou  canst  not  see,  nor  trace 
The  workings  of  his  hands, 
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2  He  gives  the  conquest  to  the  weak, 

Supports  the  sinking  heart, 
And  courage,  in  the  evil  hour, 
His  heavenly  aids  impart. 

3  Mere  human  power  shall  fast  decay, 

And  youthful  vigor  cease  ; 
But  they  who  wait  upon  the  Lord 
In  strength  shall  still  increase. 

4  They  with  unwearied  feet  shall  tread 

The  path  of  life  divine, 
With  growing  ardor  onward  move, 
With  growing  brightness  shine. 

5  On  eagles'  wings  they  mount,  they  soar  ; 

Their  wings  are  faith  and  love  ; 
Till,  past  the  cloudy  regions  here, 
They  rise  to  heaven  above. 

£4:0*  S.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

Ark  of  Safety. 

1  O,  CEASE,  my  wandering  soul, 

On  restless  wing  to  roam  ; 
All  this  wide  world,  to  either  pole, 
Has  not  for  thee  a  home. 

2  Behold  the  ark  of  God  ; 

Behold  the  open  door  ; 
O,  haste  to  gain  that  dear  abode, 
And  rove,  my  soul,  no  more. 

3  There,  safe  thou  shalt  abide, 

There,  sweet  shall  be  thy  rest, 
And  every  longing  satisfied, 
With  full  salvation  blest. 

4-4-1.  C.  M.  Bkddom.. 

Fear  not. 

1  YE  trembling  souls,  dismiss  your  fears  ; 
Be  mercy  all  your  theme  ; 
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For  mercy  like  a  river  flows, 
In  one  perpetual  stream. 

2  Fear  not  the  powers  of  earth  and  hell  ; 

God  will  those  powers  restrain  ; 
His  arm  will  all  their  rage  repel, 
And  make  their  efforts  vain. 

3  Fear  not  the  want  of  outward  good  ; 

For  his  he  will  provide, 
Grant  them  supplies  of  daily  food, 
And  give  them  heaven  beside. 

4  Fear  not  that  he  will  e'er  forsake, 

Or  leave  his  work  undone  ; 
He  's  faithful  to  his  promises, 
And  faithful  to  his  Son. 

5  Fear  not  the  terrors  of  the  grave, 

Nor  death's  relentless  sting  ; 
He  will  from  endless  wrath  preserve, 
To  endless  glory  bring. 

442.  8,  6,  &  4s.  M.  Hemaks. 

Imploring  Succour. 

1  FATHER,  who  in  the  olive  shade, 

When  the  dark  hour  came  on, 
Didst,  with  a  breath  of  heavenly  aid, 
Strengthen  thy  Son,  — 

2  O,  by  the  anguish  of  that  night, 

Send  us  down  blest  relief ; 
Or,  to  the  chastened,  let  thy  might 
Hallow  this  grief. 

3  And  thou,  that,  when  the  starry  sky 

Saw  the  dread  strife  begun, 
Didst  teach  adoring  faith  to  cry, 
"  Thy  will  be  done  !  "  — 

4  By  thy  meek  spirit,  thou,  of  all 

That  e'er  have  mourned  the  chief, 
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Blest  Saviour,  if  the  stroke  must  fall, 
Hallow  this  grief. 

443.  L-  M.  E.Taylor. 

Love  to  Christ. 

1  THERE  'S  not  a  hope  with  comfort  fraught, 

Triumphant  over  death  and  time, 
But  Jesus  mingles  in  the  thought, 
Forerunner  of  our  course  sublime. 

2  His  image  meets  me  in  the  hour 

Of  joy,  and  brightens  every  smile  ; 
I  see  him,  when  the  tempests  lower, 
Each  terror  soothe,  each  grief  beguile. 

3  I  see  him  in  the  daily  round 

Of  social  duty,  mild  and  meek  ; 
With  him  I  tread  the  hallowed  ground 
Communion  with  my  God  to  seek. 

4  I  see  his  pitying,  gentle  eye, 

When  lonely  want  appeals  for  aid  ; 
I  hear  him  in  the  frequent  sigh, 

That  mourns  the  waste  which  sin  has  made. 

5  I  meet  him  at  the  lowly  tomb  ; 

I  weep  where  Jesus  wept  before  ; 
And  there,  above  the  grave's  dark  gloom, 
I  see  him  rise,  and  weep  no  more. 

444.  L.  M.  Anonymous. 
Christ  the  Way,  the  Truth,  and  the  Life 

1   THOU  art  the  Way  ;  and  he  who  sighs, 
Amid  this  starless  waste  of  woe, 
To  find  a  pathway  to  the  skies, 

A  light  from  heaven's  eternal  glow, 
By  thee  must  come,  thou  Gate  of  love, 

Through  which  the  saints  undoubting  trod, 
Till  faith  discovers,  like  the  dove, 
An  ark,  a  resting-place  in  God. 
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2  Thou  art  the  Truth,  whose  steady  day 

Shines  on  through  earthly  blight  and  bloom  ; 
The  pure,  the  everlasting  Ray, 

The  Lamp  that  shines  e'en  in  the  tomb  ; 
The  Light  that  out  of  darkness  springs, 

And  guideth  those  that  blindly  go  ; 
The  Word  whose  precious  radiance  flings 

Tts  lustre  upon  all  below. 

3  Thou  art  the  Life,  the  blessed  Well 

With  living  waters  gushing  o'er, 
Which  those  that  drink  shall  ever  dwell 

Where  sin  and  thirst  are  known  no  more. 
Thou  art  the  mystic  Pillar  given, 

Our  Lamp  by  night,  our  Light  by  day  ; 
Thou  art  the  sacred  Bread  from  heaven  ; 

Thou  art  the  Life,  the  Truth,  the  Way. 

445.  L.  M.  C.  Wesley. 

Enjoyment  of  Christ's  Love. 

1  JESUS,  thy  boundless  love  to  me 

No  thought  can  reach,  no  tongue  declare  ; 
Unite  my  thankful  heart  to  thee, 
And  reign  without  a  rival  there. 

2  Thy  love,  how  cheering  is  its  ray  ! 

All  pain  before  its  presence  flies  ; 
Care,  anguish,  sorrow,  melt  away, 
Where'er  its  healing  beams  arise. 

3  O,  let  thy  love  my  soul  inflame, 

And  to  thy  service  sweetly  bind  ; 
Transfuse  it  through  my  inmost  frame, 
And  mould  me  wholly  to  thy  mind. 

4  Thy  love,  in  sufferings,  be  my  peace  ; 

Thy  love,  in  weakness,  make  me  strong  ; 
And,  when  the  storms  of  life  shall  cease, 
Thy  love  shall  be  in  heaven  my  song. 
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446.  6  &  10s.  M.      Martineau's  Coll. 

Looking  unto  Jesus. 

1  THOU,  who  didst  stoop  below, 
To  drain  the  cup  of  woe, 

And  wear  the  form  of  frail  mortality,  — 

Thy  blessed  labors  done, 

Thy  crown  of  victory  won,  — 
Hast  passed  from  earth,  —  passed  to  thy  home  on  high. 

2  It  was  no  path  of  flowers, 
Through  this  dark  world  of  ours, 

Beloved  of  the  Father,  thou  didst  tread  ; 

And  shall  we  in  dismay 

Shrink  from  the  narrow  way, 
When  clouds  and  darkness  are  around  it  spread  ? 

3  O  Thou,  who  art  our  life, 
Be  with  us  through  the  strife  ; 

Thy  own  meek  head  by  rudest  storms  was  bowed  ; 

Raise  thou  our  eyes  above, 

To  see  a  Father's  love 
Beam,  like  a  bow  of  promise,  through  the  cloud. 

4  E'en  through  the  awful  gloom, 
Which  hovers  o'er  the  tomb, 

That  light  of  love  our  guiding  star  shall  be  ; 
.    Our  spirits  shall  not  dread 
The  shad'wy  way  to  tread, 
Friend,  Guardian,  Saviour,  which  doth  lead  to  thee. 

\ <|T.  L.    M.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

"  It  is  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

1  WHEN  power  divine,  in  mortal  form, 
Hushed  with  a  word  the  raging  storm, 
In  soothing  accents,  Jesus  said, 

"  Lo,  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid." 

2  So,  when  in  silence  nature  sleeps, 
And  his  lone  watch  the  mourner  keeps, 

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One  thought  shall  every  pang  remove,  — 
Trust,  feeble  man,  thy  Maker's  love. 

3  God  calms  the  tumult  and  the  storm  ; 
He  rules  the  seraph  and  the  worm  ; 
No  creature  is  by  him  forgot, 

Of  those  who  know,  or  know  him  not. 

4  And  when  the  last  dread  hour  shall  come, 
While  trembling  nature  waits  her  doom, 
This  voice  shall  wake  the  pious  dead,  — 
"  Lo,  it  is  I  ;  be  not  afraid." 

4-4-  8«  C.    M.  AVELING. 

Fear  not. 

1  WHENE'ER  the  clouds  of  sorrow  roll, 

And  trials  whelm  the  mind,  — 
When,  faint  with  grief,  thy  wearied  soul 

No  joys  on  earth  can  find,  — 
Then  lift  thy  voice  to  God  on  high, 

Dry  up  the  trembling  tear, 
And  hush  the  low,  complaining  sigh  : 

u  Fear  not "  ;  thy  God  is  near. 

2  When  dark  temptations  spread  their  snares, 

And  earth  with  charms  allures, 
And  when  thy  soul,  oppressed  with  fears, 

The  world's  assault  endures, 
Then  let  thy  Father's  friendly  voice 

Thy  fainting  spirit  cheer, 
And  bid  thy  trembling  heart  rejoice  : 

u  Fear  not "  ;  thy  God  is  near. 

3  And  when  the  final  hour  shall  come, 

That  calls  thee  to  thy  rest, 
To  dwell  within  thy  heavenly  home, 

A  welcome,  joyful  guest, 
Be  calm  ;  though  Jordan's  waves  may  roll, 

No  ills  shall  meet  thee  there  ; 
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Angels  shall  whisper  to  thy  soul, 
*  Fear  not  "  ;  thy  God  is  near. 

449.  C.    M.  CoWPER. 

Submission  to  the  Divine  Disposal. 

1  O  LORD  !  my  best  desires  fulfil, 

And  help  me  to  resign 
Life,  health,  and  comfort  to  thy  will, 
And  make  thy  pleasure  mine. 

2  Why  should  I  shrink  at  thy  command, 

Whose  love  forbids  my  fears  ; 
Or  tremble  at  thy  gracious  hand, 
That  wipes  away  my  tears  ? 

3  No  !  let  me  rather  freely  yield 

What  most  I  prize  to  thee  ; 

Who  never  hast  a  good  withheld, 

Nor  wilt  withhold  from  me. 

4  Wisdom  and  mercy  guide  my  way  ; 

Shall  I  resist  them  both  ; 
Short-sighted  creature  of  a  day, 
And  crushed  before  the  moth  ? 

5  But,  ah  !  my  heart  within  me  cries, 

Still  bind  me  to  thy  sway  ; 
Else  the  next  cloud  that  veils  the  skies, 
Drives  all  these  thoughts  away. 

450.  C.    M.  Merrick. 

Holy  Resignation. 

1  AUTHOR  of  good,  to  thee  we  turn  : 

Thine  ever  wakeful  eye 
Alone  can  all  our  wants  discern, 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  O,  let  thy  love  within  us  dwell, 

Thy  fear  our  footsteps  guide  ; 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel, 
That  fear  all  fears  beside. 
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3  And,  O,  by  error's  force  subdued, 

Since  oft,  with  stubborn  will, 
We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill,  — 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want, 

Let  mercy  still  supply  :  ■ 
The  good  we  ask  not,  Father,  grant  ; 
The  ill  we  ask,  deny. 

451.  L.  M.  Roscoe. 

The  Peace  of  God  in  Affliction. 

1  WHEN  anguish  bows  me  down,  I  turn, 

O  God,  with  trusting  heart,  to  thee  ; 
And  holy  thoughts  still  shine  and  burn, 
And  cheer  my  cold,  sad  destiny. 

2  The  stars  of  heaven  are  shining  on, 

Though  these  frail  eyes  are  dim  with  tears  ; 
The  hopes  of  earth,  indeed,  are  gone  ; 
But  are  not  ours  th'  immortal  years  ? 

3  Father,  forgive  the  heart  that  clings, 

Thus  trembling,  to  the  joys  of  time  ; 
And  bid  my  soul  on  angel-wings 
Ascend  into  a  purer  clime. 

4  There  shall  no  doubts  disturb  its  trust, 

No  sorrow  dim  celestial  love  ; 
But  these  afflictions  of  the  dust 
Like  shadows  of  the  night  remove. 

5  E'en  now,  above,  there  's  radiant  day, 

While  clouds  and  darkness  brood  below  ; 
Then,  Father,  joyful  on  my  way 
To  drink  the  bitter  cup  I  go. 

-452.  C.    M.  Mrs.  Follen. 

Resignation. 

1   HOW  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray, 
To  God  the  Holy  One, 
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With  filial  love  and  trust  to  say, 
O  God,  thy  will  be  done  ! 

2  We  in  these  sacred  words  can  find 

A  cure  for  every  ill  ; 
They  calm  and  soothe  the  troubled  mind, 
And  bid  all  care  be  still. 

3  O,  let  that  will,  which  gave  me  breath 

And  an  immortal  soul, 
In  joy  or  grief,  in  life  or  death,    . 
My  every  wish  control. 

4  O,  teach  my  heart  the  blessed  way 

To  imitate  thy  Son  ! 
Teach  me,  O  God,  in  truth  to  pray, 
"  Thy  will,  not  mine,  be  done." 

453.  G.    H.    M.  CoKDKR. 

Blessedness  of  Submission  in  Trials. 

1  WHEN  I  can  trust  my  all  with  God, 

In  trial's  fearful  hour, 
Bow,  all  resigned,  beneath  his  rod, 

And  bless  his  sparing  power, 
A  joy  springs  up  amid  distress, 
A  fountain  in  the  wilderness. 

2  O,  blessed  be  the  hand  that  gave,  — 

Still  blessed  when  it  takes  ; 
Blessed  be  he  who  smites  to  save,  — 

Who  heals  the  heart  he  breaks  : 
Perfect  and  true  are  all  his  ways, 
Whom  heaven  adores  and  death  obeys. 

454.  C    P.    M.  COTTO.. 

Contentment  and  Resignation. 

1   IF  solid  happiness  we  prize, 
Within  our  breasts  the  jewel  lies  ; 
Nor  need  we  roam  abroad  : 
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The  world  has  little  to  bestow ; 
From  well  formed  hearts  our  joys  must  flow, 
Hearts  that  delight  in  God. 

2  Then  let  us,  with  a  grateful  mind, 
Take  what  our  Father,  ever  kind, 

Doth  graciously  bestow  ; 
The  blessings  which  he  sends,  enjoy, 
And  in  his  praise  find  sweet  employ, 

From  whom  our  comforts  flow. 

3  To  be  resigned,  when  ills  betide, 
Patient,  when  favors  are  denied, 

And  pleased  with  favors  given  ; 
This  is  the  wise,  the  virtuous  part  : 
This  is  that  incense  of  the  heart, 

Whose  fragrance  reaches  heaven. 

4  Thus  through  life's  changing  scenes  we  '11  go. 
Its  checkered  paths  of  joy  and  woe 

With  holy  care  we  '11  tread  ; 
Quit  its  vain  scenes  without  a  tear, 
Without  a  trouble  or  a  fear, 

And  mingle  with  the  dead. 

5  For  conscience,  like  a  faithful  friend, 
Shall  through  the  gloomy  vale  attend, 

And  cheer  our  dying  breath  ; 
Shall,  when  all  other  comforts  cease, 
Like  a  kind  angel,  whisper  peace, 

And  smooth  the  bed  of  death. 

4:55.  S.    M.  Sacred  Songs. 

Affliction  Blessed. 

1  HOW  tender  is  thy  hand, 

O  thou  most  gracious  Lord  ! 
Afflictions  come  at  thy  command, 
And  leave  us  at  thy  word. 

2  How  gentle  was  the  rod, 

That  chastened  us  for  sin  ! 
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How  soon  we  found  a  gracious  God, 
Where  deep  distress  had  been ! 

3  A  Father's  hand  we  felt, 

A  Father's  heart  we  knew  ; 
'Mid  tears  of  penitence  we  knelt, 
And  found  his  word  was  true. 

4  Now  we  will  bless  the  Lord, 
And  in  his  strength  confide  ; 
For  ever  be  his  name  adored, 
For  there  is  none  beside. 

J-riO.  C.    M.  Anonymous. 

The  Benefit  of  Affliction. 

1  O  GOD,  to  thee  my  sinking  soul 

In  deep  distress  doth  fly  ; 
Thy  love  can  all  my  griefs  control, 
And  all  my  wants  supply. 

2  How  oft,  when  dark  misfortune's  band 

Around  their  victim  stood, 
The  seeming  ill,  at  thy  command, 
Hath  changed  to  real  good  ! 

3  The  tempest  that  obscured  the  sky 

Hath  set  my  bosom  free 
From  earthly  care  and  sensual  joy, 
And  turned  my  thoughts  to  thee. 

4  Affliction's  blast  hath  made  me  learn 

To  feel  for  others'  woe, 
And  humbly  seek,  with  deep  concern, 
My  own  defects  to  know. 

5  Then  rage,  ye  storms  ;  ye  billows,  roar  ; 

My  heart  defies  your  shock  ; 
Ye  make  me  cling  to  God  the  more,  — 
To  God,  my  sheltering  Rock. 
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4_5  7#  8s.  M.  Bath  Coll. 

Our  Salvation  in  Trouble. 

1  O  THOU  whose  compassionate  care 

Forbids  my  sad  heart  to  complain, 
Now  graciously  teach  me  to  bear 
The  weight  of  affliction  and  pain. 

2  Though  cheerless  my  days  seem  to  flow, 

Though  weary  and  wakeful  my  nights, 
What  comfort  it  gives  me  to  know 

'T  is  the  hand  of  a  Father  that  smites  ! 

3  A  tender  physician  thou  art, 

Who  woundest  in  order  to  heal, 
And  comfort  divine  dost  impart 
To  soften  the  anguish  we  feel. 

4  O,  let  this  correction  be  blest, 

And  answer  thy  gracious  design  ; 
Then  grant  that  my  soul  may  find  rest 
In  comforts  so  healing  as  thine. 

458.     •  CM.  Edmeston. 

Asking  Mercy  in  Affliction. 

1  O  THOU  whose  mercy  guides  my  way, 

Though  now  it  seem  severe, 
Forbid  my  unbelief  to  say 
There  is  no  mercy  here. 

2  O,  grant  me  to  desire  the  pain 

That  comes  in  kindness  down, 
More  than  the  world's  alluring  gain 
Succeeded  by  a  frown. 

3  Then,  though  thou  bow  my  spirit  low, 

Love  only  shall  I  see  ; 
A  Father's  hand  directs  the  blow, 
In  mercy  chastens  me. 
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459.  L.  M.    6  L.  Heber. 

"  Though  he  slay  me,  yet  icill  I  trust  in  Arm." 

1  THOUGH  sorrows  rise  and  clangers  roll 
In  waves  of  darkness  o'er  my  soul  ; 
Though  friends  are  false,  and  love  decays, 
And  few  and  evil  are  my  days  ; 

Yet  e'en  in  nature's  utmost  ill, 

I  '11  love  thee,  Lord,  I  '11  love  thee  still. 

2  Though  conscience,  fiercest  of  my  foes, 
Swells  with  remembered  guilt  my  woes  ; 
And  memory  points,  with  busy  pain, 

To  grace  and  mercy  given  in  vain  ; 
Though  every  thought  has  power  to  kill, 
I  '11  love  thee,  Lord,  I  '11  love  thee  still. 

3  O,  by  the  woes  Messiah  bore, 

And  in  his  griefs  was  loved  the  more  ; 
By  these  my  pangs,  whose  healing  smart 
Thy  grace  hath  planted  in  my  heart  ; 
I  know,  I  feel,  thy  gracious  will, 
Thou  lov'st  me,  Lord,  thou  lov'st  me  still. 

4GO«  C.    M.  Percy  Chapel  Coll. 

"  Thy  Will  be  doner 

1  FATHER,  I  know  thy  ways  are  just, 

Although  to  me  unknown  ; 
O,  grant  me  grace  thy  love  to  trust, 
And  cry,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

2  If  thou  shouldst  hedge  with  thorns  my  path, 

Should  wealth  and  friends  be  gone, 
Still,  with  a  firm  and  lively  faith, 
I  '11  cry,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 

3  Although  thy  steps  I  cannot  trace, 

Thy  sovereign  right  I  '11  own  ; 
And,  as  instructed  by  thy  grace, 

I '11  cry,  "  Thy  will  be  done." 
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4  'T  is  sweet  thus  passively  to  lie 
Before  thy  gracious  throne, 
Concerning  evrery  thing  to  cry, 
"  My  Father's  will  be  done." 

46  1  •        8  &  6s.  M.  (Peculiar.)        Anonymous. 

."  Thy  Will  be  done." 

1  MY  God,  my  Father,  while  I  stray 
Far  from  my  home  on  life's  rough  way, 
O,  teach  me  from  my  heart  to  say, 

"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 

2  Though  dark  my  path,  and  sad  my  lot, 
Let  me  be  still,  and  murmur  not, 
And  breathe  the  prayer  divinely  taught, 

"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 

3  What  though  in  lonely  grief  I  sigh 
For  friends  beloved  no  longer  nigh  ; 
Submissive  still  would  I  reply, 

"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 

4  If  thou  shouldst  call  me  to  resign 

What  most  I  prize,  —  it  ne'er  was  mine,  — 
I  only  yield  thee  what  is  thine  ; 
"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 

5  Should  pining  sickness  waste  away 
My  life  in  premature  decay, 

In  life  or  death  teach  me  to  say, 
u  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 

6  Renew  my  will  from  day  to  day, 
Blend  it  with  thine,  and  take  away 
Whate'er  now  makes  it  hard  to  say, 

"  Thy  will,  my  God,  be  done." 

462.  c.  M.  st«l*. 

Filial  Submission. 

1   AND  can  my  heart  aspire  so  high, 
To  say,  «  My  Father,  God  "  ? 

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Lord,  at  thy  feet  I  fain  would  lie, 
And  learn  to  kiss  the  rod. 

2  I  would  submit  to  all  thy  will, 

For  thou  art  good  and  wise  ; 
Let  each  rebellious  thought  be  still, 
Nor  one  faint  murmur  rise. 

3  Thy  love  can  cheer  the  darkest  gloom, 

And  bid  me  wait  serene, 
Till  hopes  and  joys  immortal  bloom, 
And  brighten  all  the  scene. 

4  "  My  Father,  God,"  permit  my  heart 

To  plead  her  humble  claim, 
And  ask  the  bliss  those  words  impart, 
In  my  Redeemer's  name. 

40  3  •  C.    M.       Sabbath  Recreations. 

Resignation. 

1  IN  trouble  and  in  grief,  O  God, 

Thy  smile  hath  cheered  my  way  ; 
And  joy  hath  budded  from  each  thorn, 
That  round  my  footsteps  lay. 

2  The  hours  of  pain  have  yielded  good, 

Which  prosperous  days  refused  ; 
As  herbs,  though  scentless  when  entire, 
Spread  fragrance  when  they  're  bruised. 

3  The  oak  strikes  deeper,  as  its  boughs 

By  furious  blasts  are  driven  ; 
So  life's  tempestuous  storms  the  more 
Have  fixed  my  heart  in  heaven. 

4  All-gracious  Lord,  whate'er  my  lot 

In  other  times  may  be, 
I  '11  welcome  still  the  heaviest  grief, 
That  brings  me  near  to  thee. 
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46-4.  S.     M.  ToFLADT. 

Encouragement. 

1  YOUR  harps,  ye  trembling  saints, 

Down  from  the  willows  take  ; 
Loud  to  the  praise  of  love  divine, 
Bid  every  string  awake. 

2  Though  in  a  foreign  land, 

We  are  not  far  from  home  ; 
And  nearer  to  our  house  above, 
We  every  moment  come. 

3  His  grace  will  to  the  end 

Stronger  and  brighter  shine  ; 
Nor  present  things,  nor  things  to  come, 
Shall  quench  the  spark  divine. 

465.  L.    M.  COWPER. 

"  God  is  Love."  />,**&  **•* 

1  WHEN  darkness  long  has  veiled  my  mind, 

And  smiling  day  once  more  appears  ; 
Then,  my  Creator  !  then  I  find 
The  folly  of  my  doubts  and  fears. 

2  Straight  I  upbraid  my  wandering  heart, 

And  blush  that  I  should  ever  be 
Thus  prone  to  act  so  base  a  part, 
Or  harbour  one  hard  thought  of  thee. 

3  O,  let  me  then  at  length  be  taught 

What  I  am  still  so  slow  to  learn,  — 
That  God  is  love,  and  changes  not, 
Nor  knows  the  shadow  of  a  turn. 

4  Sweet  truth,  and  easy  to  repeat ! 

But,  when  my  faith  is  sharply  tried, 
I  find  myself  a  learner  yet, 

Unskilful,  weak,  and  apt  to  slide. 

5  But,  O  my  God  !  one  look  from  thee 

Subdues  the  disobedient  will, 
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Drives  doubt  and  discontent  away, 
And  thy  rebellious  child  is  still. 

466.  L-  M.  Watts. 

The  Gospel  exemplified  in   the  Conduct. 

1  SO  let  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess  ; 

So  let  our  works  and  virtues  shine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
The  honors  of  our  Maker,  God, 
When  his  salvation  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  Our  flesh  and  sense  must  be  denied, 
Ambition,  envy,  lust,  and  pride  ; 

While  justice,  temperance,  truth,  and  love 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  spirits  up, 
While  we  expect  that  blessed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  stands  leaning  on  his  word. 

46  T«  L.    M.  Rippon's  Coll. 

Patience. 

1  PATIENCE,  O,  't  is  a  grace  divine, 

Sent  from  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
That  leans  upon  its  father's  arm, 
As  through  the  wilds  of  life  we  rove. 

2  By  patience,  we  serenely  bear 

The  troubles  of  our  mortal  state, 
And  wait,  contented,  our  discharge, 
Nor  think  our  glory  comes  too  late. 

3  O,  for  this  grace  to  aid  us  on, 

And  arm  with  fortitude  the  breast, 
Till,  life's  tumultuous  voyage  o'er, 

We  reach  the  shores  of  endless  rest. 

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4  Faith  into  vision  shall  resign, 
Hope  shall  in  full  fruition  die, 
And  patience  in  possession  end, 

In  the  bright  worlds  of  bliss  on  high. 

408.  s- M-  Heath 

Watchfulness  and  Prayer  inculcated. 

1  MY  soul,  be  on  thy  guard  ; 

Ten  thousand  foes  arise  ; 
The  hosts  of  sin  are  pressing  hard 
To  draw  thee  from  the  skies. 

2  O,  watch,  and  fight,  and  pray  ; 

The  battle  ne'er  give  o'er  ; 
Renew  it  boldly  every  day, 
And  help  divine  implore. 

3  Ne'er  think  the  victory  won, 

Nor  lay  thine  armor  down  : 
Thy  arduous  work  will  not  be  done 
Till  thou  obtain  thy  crown. 

4  Fight  on,  my  soul,  till  death 

Shall  bring  thee  to  thy  God  ; 
He  '11  take  thee,  at  thy  parting  breath, 
To  his  divine  abode. 

469.  C«    M.  Watts. 

Humility  and  Submission. 

1  IS  there  ambition  in  my  heart  ? 

Search,  gracious  God,  and  see  ; 
Or  do  I  act  a  haughty  part  ? 
Lord,  I  appeal  to  thee. 

2  I  charge  my  thoughts,  be  humble  still, 

And  all  my  carriage  mild  ; 
Content,  my  Father,  with  thy  will, 
And  quiet  as  a  child. 

3  The  patient  soul,  the  lowly  mind, 

Shall  have  a  large  reward  : 
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CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS  AND  LIFE. 

Let  saints  in  sorrow  lie  resigned, 
And  trust  a  faithful  Lord. 

4:70*  L.  M.  Enfield. 

Humility. 

1  WHEREFORE  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 

Who,  from  the  cradle  to  the  shroud, 
Lives  but  the  insect  of  a  day,  — 

O,  why  should  mortal  man  be  proud  ? 

2  His  brightest  visions  just  appear, 

Then  vanish,  and  no  more  are  found  ; 
The  stateliest  pile  his  pride  can  rear, 
A  breath  may  level  with  the  ground. 

3  By  doubt  perplexed,  in  error  lost, 

With  trembling  step  he  seeks  his  way  : 
How  vain  of  wisdom's  gift  the  boast  ! 
Of  reason's  lamp,  how  faint  the  ray  ! 

4  Follies  and  sins,  a  countless  sum, 

Are  crowded  in  life's  little  span  : 
How  ill,  alas  !  does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man  ! 

5  God  of  my  life  !  Father  divine  ! 

Give  me  a  meek  and  lowly  mind  : 
In  modest  worth,  O,  let  me  shine, 
And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find. 

471.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Prudence. 

1  O,  'T  IS  a  lovely  thing  to  see 

A  man  of  prudent  heart, 
Whose  thoughts,  and  lips,  and  life  agree 
To  act  a  useful  part. 

2  When  envy,  strife,  and  wars  begin, 

In  fierce,  contentious  souls, 
Mark  how  the  sons  of  peace  come  in, 
And  quench  the  kindling  coals. 
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3  Their  minds  are  humble,  mild,  and  meek, 

Nor  let  their  anger  rise  ; 
Nor  passion  moves  their  lips  to  speak, 
Nor  pride  exalts  their  eyes. 

4  Their  lives  are  prudence  mixed  with  love  ; 

Good  works  employ  their  day  ; 
They  join  the  serpent  with  the  dove, 
But  cast  the  sting  away. 

472.  L- M-  Scott 

The  Blessing  of  Meekness. 

1  HAPPY  the  meek,  whose  gentle  breast, 

Clear  as  the  summer's  evening  ray, 
Calm  as  the  regions  of  the  blest, 
Enjoys  on  earth  celestial  day. 

2  His  heart  no  broken  friendships  sting, 

No  storms  his  peaceful  tent  invade  ; 
He  rests  beneath  th'  Almighty  wing, 
Hostile  to  none,  of  none  afraid. 

3  Spirit  of  grace,  all  meek  and  mild, 

Inspire  our  breasts,  our  souls  possess  ; 
Repel  each  passion  rude  and  wild, 
And  bless  us  as  we  aim  to  bless. 

473.  C.    M.  Addison. 

Gratitude. 

1  WHEN  all  thy  mercies,  O  my  God, 

My  rising  soul  surveys, 
Transported  with  the  view,  I  'm  lost 
In  wonder,  love,  and  praise. 

2  Unnumbered  comforts  on  my  soul 

Thy  tender  care  bestowed, 
Before  my  infant  heart  conceived 
From  whom  those  comforts  flowed. 

3  When  in  the  slippery  paths  of  youth 

With  heedless  steps  I  ran, 

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Thine  arm,  unseen,  conveyed  me  safe, 

And  led  me  up  to  man. 
t       4  When  worn  with  sickness,  oft  hast  thou 

With  health  renewed  my  face  ; 
And,  when  in  sin  and  sorrow  sunk, 

Revived  my  soul  with  grace. 

5  Ten  thousand  thousand  precious  gifts 

My  daily  thanks  employ  ; 
Nor  is  the  least  a  cheerful  heart, 
That  tastes  those  gifts  with  joy. 

6  Through  every  period  of  my  life, 

Thy  goodness  I  '11  pursue  ; 
And  after  death,  in  distant  worlds, 
The  glorious  theme  renew. 

474*  CM.  Watts. 

Hidden  Life  of  the  Christian. 

1  O  HAPPY  soul  that  lives  on  high, 

While  men  lie  grovelling  here  ! 
His  hopes  are  fixed  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 

2  His  conscience  knows  no  secret  stings, 

While  grace  and  joy  combine 
To  form  a  life  whose  holy  springs 
Are  hidden  and  divine. 

3  He  waits  in  secret  on  his  God, 

His  God  in  secret  sees  ; 
Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 
He  dwells  in  heavenly  peace. 

4  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 

Beyond  this  world  and  time, 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been, 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

5  He  wants  no  pomp  nor  royal  throne 

To  raise  his  honors  here  : 
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Content  and  pleased  to  live  unknown, 
Till  Christ  his  life  appear. 

475.  CM.  Watts. 

Christian  Courage  and  Self-denial. 

1  AM  I  a  soldier  of  the  cross, 

A  follower  of  the  Lamb  ? 
And  shall  I  fear  to  own  his  cause, 
Or  blush  to  speak  his  name  ? 

2  Must  I  be  carried  to  the  skies 

On  flowery  beds  of  ease, 
While  others  fought  to  win  the  prize, 
And  sailed  through  bloody  seas  ? 

3  Are  there  no  foes  for  me  to  face  ? 

Must  I  not  stem  the  flood  ? 
Is  this  vile  world  a  friend  to  grace, 
To  help  me  on  to  God  ? 

4  Sure  I  must  fight,  if  I  would  reign  ; 

Increase  my  courage,  Lord  ! 
I  '11  bear  the  toil,  endure  the  pain, 
Supported  by  thy  word. 

5  Thy  saints,  in  all  this  glorious  war, 

Shall  conquer,  though  they  're  slain  : 
They  see  the  triumph  from  afar, 
And  soon  with  Christ  shall  reign. 

6  When  that  illustrious  day  shall  rise, 

And  all  thy  armies  shine 
In  robes  of  victory  through  the  skies, 
The  glory  shall  be  thine. 

4:76.  S.    M.  Moravian. 

The  Christian  encouraged. 

1   GIVE  to  the  winds  thy  fears  ; 
Hope  and  be  undismayed  ; 
God  hears  thy  sighs,  and  counts  thy  tears  ; 
God  shall  lift  up  thy  head. 
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2  Through  waves,  through  clouds,  and  storms, 

He  gently  clears  thy  way  ; 
Wait  thou  his  time  ;  so  shall  the  night 
Soon  end  in  joyous  day. 

3  Thou  seest  our  weakness,  Lord, 

Our  hearts  are  known  to  thee  ; 
O,  lift  thou  up  the  sinking  hand, 
Confirm  the  feeble  knee  ! 

4  Let  us,  in  life  or  death, 

Boldly  thy  truth  declare  ! 
And  publish,  with  our  latest  breath, 
Thy  love  and  guardian  care. 

47  7«  CM.  Anonymous. 

The  whole  Armor. 

1  O,  SPEED  thee,  Christian,  on  thy  way, 

And  to  thy  armor  cling  ; 
With  girded  loins  the  call  obey 
That  grace  and  mercy  bring. 

2  There  is  a  battle  to  be  fought, 

An  upward  race  to  run, 
A  crown  of  glory  to  be  sought, 
A  victory  to  be  won. 

3  O,  faint  not,  Christian,  for  thy  sighs 

Are  heard  before  His  throne  ; 
The  race  must  come  before  the  prize, 
The  cross  before  the  crown. 

478.  C'    M'  GlSBORNE. 

The  Christians  Life. 

1  A  SOLDIER'S  course,  from  battles  won 

To  new  commencing  strife  ; 
A  pilgrim's,  restless  as  the  sun  ;  — 
Behold  the  Christian's  life. 

2  O,  let  us  seek  our  heavenly  home, 

Revealed  in  sacred  lore  ; 

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The  land  whence  pilgrims  never  roam, 
Where  soldiers  war  no  more  ;  — 

3  Where  grief  shall  never  wound,  nor  death, 

Beneath  the  Saviour's  reign  ; 
Nor  sin,  with  pestilential  breath, 
His  holy  realm  profane  ;  — 

4  The  land  where,  suns  and  moons  unknown, 

And  night's  alternate  sway, 

Jehovah's  ever-burning  throne 

Upholds  unbroken  day  ;  — 

5  Where  they  who  meet  shall  never  part  ; 

Where  grace  achieves  its  plan  ; 
And  God,  uniting  every  heart, 
Dwells  face  to  face  with  man. 

4-T0«  L.    M.  Barbacld. 

The  Christian  Warfare. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul !  lift  up  thine  eyes  ; 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 

In  long  array,  a  numerous  host  ; 
Awake,  my  soul  !  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  Here  giant  danger  threatening  stands, 
Mustering  his  pale,  terrific  bands  ; 
There  pleasure's  silken  banners  spread, 
And  willing  souls  are  captive  led. 

3  See  where  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage  ; 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  the  train 

Has  thousands  and  ten  thousands  slain. 

4  Thou  tread'st  upon  enchanted  ground  ; 
Perils  and  snares  beset  thee  round  ; 
Beware  of  all  ;  guard  every  part  ; 
But  most,  the  traitor  in  thy  heart. 

5  Come,  then,  my  soul  !  now  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield ; 

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Put  on  the  armor  from  above, 
Of  heavenly  truth,  and  heavenly  love. 
6  The  terror  and  the  charm  repel, 

And  powers  of  earth,  and  powers  of  hell  ; 
The  Man  of  Calvary  triumphed  here  ;  — 
Why  should  his  faithful  followers  fear  ? 

480.  C.    M.  Doddridge. 
The  Way  to  the  Heavenly  City. 

1  SING,  ye  redeemed  of  the  Lord, 

Your  great  Deliverer  sing  ; 
Pilgrims,  for  Zion's  city  bound, 
Be  joyful  in  your  King. 

2  A  hand  divine  shall  lead  you  on 

Through  all  the  blissful  road, 
Till  to  the  sacred  mount  you  rise, 
And  see  your  Father,  God. 

3  There,  garlands  of  immortal  joy 

Shall  bloom  on  every  head  ; 
While  sorrow,  sighing,  and  distress 
Like  shadows  all  are  fled. 

4  March  on  in  your  Redeemer's  strength, 

Pursue  his  footsteps  still, 
And  let  the  prospect  cheer  your  eye, 
While  laboring  up  the  hill. 

481.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  heavenly  Race. 

1  AWAKE,  our  souls ;  away,  our  fears  ; 

Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  ; 
Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 
And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  True,  't  is  a  strait  and  thorny  road, 

And  mortal  spirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  God, 

Who  feeds  the  strength  of  every  saint ; — 
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3  The  mighty  God,  whose  matchless  power 

Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 
And  firm  endures,  while  endless  years 
Their  everlasting  circles  run. 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  spring, 

Our  souls  shall  drink  a  full  supply  ; 
While  those  who  trust  their  native  strength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 

We  '11  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road. 

4:82*  t'*  -M»  Doddridge. 

Tlie  Christian  Race. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul  !  stretch  every  nerve, 

And  press  with  vigor  on  ; 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal, 
And  an  immortal  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Hold  thee  in  full  survey  ; 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  'T  is  God's  all-animating  voice 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high  ; 
'T  is  his  own  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  uplifted  eye  ;  -j-  <?- 

4  That  prize,  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Which  shall  new  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  in  common  dust. 

483.  S.    M.  L.  H.  SlOOURWIT. 

Active  Piety. 

1  LABORERS  of  Christ,  arise, 
And  gird  you  for  the  toil  ; 
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The  dew  of  promise  from  the  skies 
Already  cheers  the  soil. 

2  Go  where  the  sick  recline, 

Where  mourning  hearts  deplore  ; 
And,  where  the  sons  of  sorrow  pine, 
Dispense  your  hallowed  lore. 

3  Urge,  with  a  tender  zeal, 

The  erring  child  along, 
Where  peaceful  congregations  kneel, 
And  pious  teachers  throng. 

4  Be  faith,  which  looks  above, 

With  prayer,  your  constant  guest, 
And  wrap  the  Saviour's  changeless  love 
A  mantle  round  your  breast. 

5  So  shall  you  share  the  wealth, 

That  earth  may  ne'er  despoil, 
And  the  blest  gospel's  saving  health 
Repay  your  arduous  toil. 

4r84:#  S-    M.  Bulfikch. 

The  Use  of  present  Opportunities. 

1  CHILDREN  of  light,  awake  ! 

At  Jesus'  call  arise, 
Forth  with  your  leader  to  partake 
His  toils,  his  victories. 

2  Ye  must  not  idly  stand, 

His  sacred  voice  who  hear, 
Arm  for  the  strife  the  feeble  hand, 
The  holy  standard  rear. 

3  Naught  doth  the  world  afford, 

But  toil  must  be  the  price  ; 
Wilt  thou  not,  servant  of  the  Lord, 
Then  toil  for  paradise  ? 

4  Awake,  ye  sons  of  light  ! 

Strive  till  the  prize  be  won ; 
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Far  spent  already  is  the  night  ; 
The  day  comes  brightening  on. 

485.  S'M.  Steele. 

Religion  a  Support  in  Life. 

1  WHEN  gloomy  thoughts  and  fears 

The  trembling  heart  invade, 
And  all  the  face  of  nature  wears 
A  universal  shade,  — 

2  Religion  can  assuage 

The  tempest  of  the  soul ; 
And  every  fear  shall  lose  its  rage 
At  her  divine  control. 

3  Through  life's  bewildered  way, 

Her  hand  unerring  leads  ; 
And  o'er  the  path  her  heavenly  ray 
A  cheering  lustre  sheds. 

4  When  reason,  tired  and  blind, 

Sinks  helpless  and  afraid, 
Thou  blest  supporter  of  the  mind, 
How  powerful  is  thine  aid  ! 

5  O,  let  us  feel  thy  power, 

And  find  thy  sweet  relief, 
To  brighten  every  gloomy  hour 
And  soften  every  grief. 

486*  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Sickness  and  Recovery. 

1  MY  God,  thy  service  well  demands 

The  remnant  of  my  days  ; 
Why  was  this  fleeting  breath  renewed, 
But  to  renew  thy  praise  ? 

2  Thine  arms  of  everlasting  love 

Did  this  weak  frame  sustain, 
When  life  was  hovering  o'er  the  grave, 
And  nature  sunk  with  pain. 

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3  I  calmly  bowed  my  fainting  head 

On  thy  dear,  faithful  breast, 
And  waited  for  my  Father's  call 
To  his  eternal  rest. 

4  Back  from  the  borders  of  the  grave, 

At  thy  command,  I  come  ; 
Nor  will  I  ask  a  speedier  flight 
To  my  celestial  home. 

5  Where  thou  appointest  mine  abode 

There  would  I  choose  to  be  ; 
For  in  thy  presence  death  is  life, 
And  earth  is  heaven  with  thee. 

48  T.  CM.  Heginbotham. 

Comfort  in  Sickness  and  Death. 

1  WHEN  sickness  shakes  the  languid  frame, 

Each  dazzling  pleasure  flies  ; 
Phantoms  of  bliss  no  more  obscure 
Our  long-deluded  eyes. 

2  The  tottering  frame  of  mortal  life 

Shall  crumble  into  dust  ; 
Nature  shall  faint  —  but  learn,  my  soul, 
On  nature's  God  to  trust. 

3  The  man  whose  pious  heart  is  fixed 

On  his  all-gracious  God, 
In  every  frown  may  comfort  find, 
And  kiss  the  chastening  rod. 

4  Nor  him  shall  death  itself  alarm  ; 

On  heaven  his  soul  relies  ; 
With  joy  he  views  his  Maker's  love, 
And  with  composure  dies. 

488.  cm.  w.ttS. 

Trusting  God  in  old  Age. 

1  MY  God,  my  everlasting  hope, 
I  live  upon  thy  truth  ; 
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CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS  AND  LIFE. 

Thy  hands  have  held  my  childhood  up, 
And  strengthened  all  my  youth. 

2  Still  has  my  life  new  wonders  seen 

Repeated  every  year  ; 
Behold  my  days  that  yet  remain, 
I  trust  them  to  thy  care. 

3  Cast  me  not  off  when  strength  declines, 

When  hoary  hairs  arise  ; 
And  round  me  let  thy  glory  shine, 
Whene'er  thy  servant  dies. 

4  Then,  in  the  history  of  my  age, 

When  men  review  my  days, 
They  '11  read  thy  love  in  every  page, 
In  every  line  thy  praise. 

4-89«  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

Old  Age  anticipated. 

1  WHEN  in  the  vale  of  lengthened  years 

My  feeble  feet  shall  tread, 
And  I  survey  the  various  scenes 

Through  which  I  have  been  led,  — 

2  How  many  mercies  will  my  life 

Before  my  view  unfold  ! 
What  countless  dangers  will  be  passed, 
What  tales  of  sorrow  told  ! 

3  But  yet,  my  soul,  if  thou  canst  say, 

I  've  seen  my  God  in  all, 
In  every  blessing  owned  his  hand, 
In  every  loss  his  call  ;  — 

4  If  piety  has  marked  my  steps, 

And  love  my  actions  formed, 
And  purity  possessed  my  heart, 
And  truth  my  lips  adorned  ;  — 

5  If  I  an  aged  servant  am 

Of  Jesus  and  of  God, 
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CHRISTIAN  AFFECTIONS  AND  LIFE. 

I  need  not  fear  the  closing  scene, 

Nor  dread  th'  appointed  road. 
6   This  scene  will  all  my  labors  end, 

This  road  conduct  on  high  ; 
With  comfort  I  '11  review  the  past, 

And  triumph  though  I  die. 

490.  C.    M.  Watts. 

Sustaining  Grace  in  old  Age  implored. 

1  GOD  of  my  childhood  and  my  youth, 

The  Guide  of  all  my  days, 
I  have  declared  thy  heavenly  truth, 
And  told  thy  wondrous  ways. 

2  Wilt  thou  forsake  my  hoary  hairs, 

And  leave  my  fainting  heart  ? 
Who  shall  sustain  my  sinking  years, 
If  God,  my  strength,  depart  ? 

3  Let  me  thy  power  and  truth  proclaim 

Before  the  rising  age, 
And  leave  a  savor  of  thy  name 
When  I  shall  quit  the  stage. 

4  The  land  of  silence  and  of  death 

Attends  my  next  remove  ; 
O,  may  these  poor  remains  of  breath 
Teach  all  the  world  thy  love. 

49  1  ,  L.  M.  Watts. 

Blessedness  of  the  Righteous. 

1  BLEST  are  the  humble  souls  that  see 
Their  emptiness  and  poverty  : 
Treasures  of  grace  to  them  are  given, 
And  crowns  of  joy  laid  up  in  heaven. 

2  Blest  are  the  meek,  who  stand  afar 
From  rage  and  passion,  noise  and  war  ; 
God  will  secure  their  happy  state, 
And  plead  their  cause  against  the  great. 

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MOURNING  AND  CONSOLATION. 

Blest  are  the  souls  that  thirst  for  graces 
Hunger  and  long  for  righteousness  ; 
They  shall  be  well  supplied,  and  fed 
With  living  streams  and  living  bread. 
Blest  are  the  pure,  whose  hearts  are  clean, 
Who  never  tread  the  ways  of  sin  ; 
With  endless  pleasure  they  shall  see 
A  God  of  spotless  purity. 
Blest  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  strife  ; 
They  shall  be  called  the  heirs  of  bliss, 
The  sons  of  God,  — the  God  of  peace. 
Blest  are  the  faithful,  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  shame  for  Jesus'  sake  ; 
Their  souls  shall  triumph  in  the  Lord  ; 
Eternal  life  is  their  reward. 


MOURNING  AND  CONSOLATION. 

492.  L-    M.  Stkls. 

Death  of  an  Infant. 

1  SO  fades  the  lovely,  blooming  flower, 
Frail,  smiling  solace  of  an  hour  ; 

So  soon  our  transient  comforts  fly, 
And  pleasure  only  blooms  to  die. 

2  Is  there  no  kind,  no  healing  art, 
To  soothe  the  anguish  of  the  heart  ? 
Spirit  of  grace,  be  ever  nigh  : 
Thy  comforts  are  not  made  to  die. 

3  Let  gentle  patience  smile  on  pain, 
Till  dying  hope  revives  again  ; 

Hope  wipes  the  tear  from  sorrow's  eye, 
And  faith  points  upward  to  the  sky. 
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493.  c.  M.  stexl*. 

Death,  of  a  Child. 

1  LIFE  is  a  span,  —  a  fleeting  hour  : 

How  soon  the  vapor  flies  ! 
Man  is  a  tender,  transient  flower, 
That  e'en  in  blooming  dies. 

2  The  once-loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead, 

Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 
And  nature  weeps,  her  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  her  joys. 

3  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore 

Shall  rise  in  full,  immortal  prime, 

And  bloom  to  fade  no  more. 

4  Cease,  then,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears  ; 

Thy  Saviour  dwells  on  high  ; 
There  everlasting  spring  appears  ; 
There  joys  shall  never  die. 

494.  L.    M.  J.Q.Adams. 

Death  of  Children. 

1  SURE,  to  the  mansions  of  the  blest 

When  infant  innocence  ascends, 
Some  angel  brighter  than  the  rest 
The  spotless  spirit's  flight  attends. 

2  On  wings  of  ecstasy  they  rise, 

Beyond  where  worlds  material  roll, 
Till  some  fair  sister  of  the  skies 
Receives  the  unpolluted  soul. 

3  There,  at  th'  Almighty  Father's  hand, 

Nearest  the  throne  of  living  light, 
The  choirs  of  infant  seraphs  stand, 

And  dazzling  shine,  where  all  are  bright. 

4  For  when  the  Lord  of  mortal  breath 

Decrees  his  bounty  to  resume, 
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And  points  the  silent  shaft  of  death, 

Which  speeds  an  infant  to  the  tomb,  — 
5  No  passion  fierce,  no  low  desire, 

Has  quenched  the  radiance  of  the  flame  ; 

Back  to  its  God  the  living  fire 
Returns,  unsullied,  as  it  came. 

49  O.  L.  M.  Akorymous. 

Death  of  an  Infant. 

1  AS  the  sweet  flower  that  scents  the  mora, 

But  withers  in  the  rising  day, 
Thus  lovely  was  this  infant's  dawn, 
Thus  swiftly  fled  its  life  away. 

2  It  died  ere  its  expanding  soul 

Had  ever  burnt  with  wrong  desires, 
Had  ever  spurned  at  Heaven's  control, 
Or  ever  quenched  its  sacred  fires. 

3  It  died  to  sin,  it  died  to  cares, 

But  for  a  moment  felt  the  rod  : 
O  mourner  !  such,  the  Lord  declares, 
Such  are  the  children  of  our  God  ! 

496.  C.  M.  Steele. 

Death  of  a  young  Person. 

1  WHEN  blooming  youth  is  snatched  away 

By  death's  resistless  hand, 
Our  hearts  the  mournful  tribute  pay, 
Which  pity  must  demand. 

2  While  pity  prompts  the  rising  sigh, 

O,  may  this  truth,  impressed 
With  awful  power,  u  I,  too,  must  die," 
Sink  deep  in  every  breast. 

3  Let  this  vain  world  delude  no  more  ; 

Behold  the  opening  tomb  ! 
It  bids  us  seize  the  present  hour,  — 
To-morrow  death  may  come. 
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4  Great  God,  thy  sovereign  grace  impart, 
With  cleansing,  healing  power  ; 
This  only  can  prepare  the  heart 
For  death's  surprising  hour. 

497.  L.    M.  S.  Wesley. 

The  Young  cut  off  in  their  Prime. 

1  THE  morning  flowers  display  their  sweets, 

And  gay  their  silken  leaves  unfold, 
As  careless  of  the  noontide  heats, 
As  fearless  of  the  evening  cold. 

2  Nipped  by  the  wind's  untimely  blast, 

Parched  by  the  sun's  directer  ray, 
The  momentary  glories  waste, 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

3  So  blooms  the  human  face  divine, 

When  youth  its  pride  of  beauty  shows  ; 
Fairer  than  spring  the  colors  shine, 
And  sweeter  than  the  virgin  rose. 

4  Or  worn  by  slowly  rolling  years, 

Or  broke  by  sickness  in  a  day, 
The  fading  glory  disappears, 

The  short-lived  beauties  die  away. 

5  Yet  these,  new  rising  from  the  tomb, 

With  lustre  brighter  far  shall  shine  ; 
Revive  with  ever-during  bloom, 
Safe  from  diseases  and  decline. 

6  Let  sickness  blast,  let  death  devour, 

If  heaven  must  recompense  our  pains  : 
Perish  the  grass,  and  fade  the  flower, 
If  firm  the  word  of  God  remains. 

498.  8  &  7s.  M.  s.f.smit* 

Interment  of  a  pious  young  Female. 

1  SISTER,  thou  wast  mild  and  lovely, 
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MOURNING  AND  CONSOLATION. 

Pleasant  as  the  air  of  evening, 
When  it  floats  among  the  trees. 

2  Peaceful  be  thy  silent  slumber,  — 

Peaceful  in  the  grave  so  low  ; 
Thou  no  more  wilt  join  our  number  ; 
Thou  no  more  our  songs  shalt  know. 

3  Dearest  sister,  thou  hast  left  us  ; 

Here  thy  loss  we  deeply  feel  ; 
But  't  is  God  that  hath  bereft  us  : 
He  can  all  our  sorrows  heal. 

4  Yet  again  we  hope  to  meet  thee, 

When  the  day  of  life  is  fled, 
Then  in  heaven  with  joy  to  greet  thee, 
Where  no  farewell  tear  is  shed. 

49  9 .  CM.  L.  H.  SIG0UR5IT. 

Burial  of  a  Friend. 

1  AS,  bowed  by  sudden  storms,  the  rose 

Sinks  on  the  garden's  breast, 
Down  to  the  grave  our  brother  goes, 
In  silence  there  to  rest. 

2  No  more  with  us  his  tuneful  voice 

The  hymn  of  praise  shall  swell  ; 
No  more  his  cheerful  heart  rejoice 
When  peals  the  Sabbath  bell. 

3  Yet,  if,  in  yonder  cloudless  sphere, 

Amid  a  sinless  throng, 
He  utters  in  his  Saviour's  ear 
The  everlasting  song,  — 

4  No  more  we  '11  mourn  the  absent  friend, 

But  lift  our  earnest  prayer, 
And  daily  every  effort  bend 
To  rise  and  join  him  there. 
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500.  C.    M.  Dal, 

Death  of  a  Christian. 

1  DEAR  as  thou  weft,  and  justly  dear, 

We  will  not  weep  for  thee  : 
One  thought  shall  check  the  starting  tear  ; 
It  is,  that  thou  art  free. 

2  And  thus  shall  faith's  consoling  power 

The  tears  of  love  restrain  : 

O,  who  that  saw  thy  parting  hour 

Could  wish  thee  here  again  ! 

3  Triumphant  in  thy  closing  eye 

The  hope  of  glory  shone  ; 
Joy  breathed  in  thy  expiring  sigh, 
To  think  the  race  was  run. 

4  The  passing  spirit  gently  fled, 

Sustained  by  grace  divine  ; 
O,  may  such  grace  on  us  be  shed, 
And  make  our  end  like  thine. 

501.  7s.  M.  J.  H.  Bancroft. 

The  Christian  s  Burial. 

1  BROTHER,  though  from  yonder  sky 
Cometh  neither  voice  nor  cry, 

Yet  we  know  for  thee  to-day 
Every  pain  hath  passed  away. 

2  Not  for  thee  shall  tears  be  given, 
Child  of  God  and  heir  of  heaven  ; 
For  he  gave  thee  sweet  release  ; 
Thine  the  Christian's  death  of  peace. 

3  Well  we  know  thy  living  faith 
Had  the  power  to  conquer  death  ; 
As  a  living  rose  may  bloom 

By  the  border  of  the  tomb. 

4  Brother,  in  that  solemn  trust 
We  commend  thee,  dust  to  dust ; 


MOURNING  AND  CONSOLATION. 

In  that  faith  we  wait,  till,  risen, 
Thou  shalt  meet  us  all  in  heaven. 
5  While  we  weep  as  Jesus  wept, 
Thou  shalt  sleep  as  Jesus  slept  ; 
With  thy  Saviour  thou  shalt  rest, 
Crowned,  and  glorified,  and  blest. 

502*  7s-    M-  Anonymous. 

Funeral  Hymn. 

1  CLAY  to  clay,  and  dust  to  dust  ! 
Let  them  mingle,  —  for  they  must  ! 
Give  to  earth  the  earthly  clod, 
For  the  spirit  's  fled  to  God. 

2  Never  more  shall  midnight's  damp 
Darken  round  this  mortal  lamp  ; 
Never  more  shall  noonday's  glance 
Search  this  mortal  countenance. 

3  Deep  the  pit  and  cold  the  bed, 
Where  the  spoils  of  death  are  laid  : 
Stiff  the  curtains,  chill  the  gloom, 
Of  man's  melancholy  tomb. 

4  Look  aloft  !     The  spirit  's  risen  ;  — 
Death  cannot  the  soul  imprison  : 

'T  is  in  heaven  that  spirits  dwell, 
Glorious,  though  invisible. 

5  Thither  let  us  turn  our  view  : 
Peace  is  there,  and  comfort  too  : 
There  shall  those  we  love  be  found, 
Tracing  joy's  eternal  round. 

503.  C.  P.  M.  W.  Boston  Coll. 

The  dying  Christian. 

1  WHEN  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er, 
How  calm  he  meets  the  friendly  shore, 

Who  lived  averse  from  sin  ! 
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Such  peace  on  virtue's  paths  attends, 
That,  where  the  sinner's  pleasure  ends, 
The  Christian's  joys  begin. 

2  See  smiling  patience  smooth  his  brow  ! 
See  bending  angels  downward  bow, 

To  cheer  his  way  on  high  ! 
While,  eager  for  the  blest  abode, 
He  joins  with  them  to  praise  the  God 

Who  taught  him  how  to  die. 

3  No  sorrow  drowns  his  lifted  eyes  ; 
No  horror  wrests  the  struggling  sighs, 

As  from  the  sinner's  breast  ; 
His  God,  the  God  of  peace  and  love, 
Pours  kindly  solace  from  above, 

And  soothes  his  soul  to  rest. 

4  O,  grant,  my  Father  and  my  Friend, 
Such  joys  may  gild  my  peaceful  end,  — 

So  calm  my  evening  close  ; 
While,  loosed  from  every  earthly  tie, 
With  steady  confidence  I  fly 

To  thee  from  whom  I  rose. 

504.  L.     M.  WATTi. 

Jit  a  Funeral. 

1  UNVEIL  thy  bosom,  faithful  tomb  ; 

Take  this  new  treasure  to  thy  trust, 
And  give  these  sacred  relics  room, 
To  slumber  in  the  silent  dust. 

2  Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 

Invade  thy  bounds  ;  no  mortal  woes 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here, 
While  angels  watch  the  soft  repose. 

3  So  Jesus  slept  ;  God's  dying  Son 

Passed  through  the  grave,  and  blest  the  bed  ; 
Rest,  then,  dear  saint,  till  from  his  throne 
The  morning  break,  and  pierce  the  shade. 
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4  Break  from  his  throne,  illustrious  morn  ! 
Attend,  O  earth,  his  sovereign  word  ; 
Restore  thy  trust  ;  a  glorious  form 
Shall  then  arise  to  meet  the  Lord. 

505.  8    &    ?s-    M.  Bap.  Memorial. 

Burial  of  a  Christian. 

1  BROTHER,  rest  from  sin  and  sorrow  ; 

Death  is  o'er  and  life  is  won  ; 
On  thy  slumber  dawns  no  morrow  ; 
Rest  ;  thine  earthly  race  is  run. 

2  Brother,  wake  ;  the  night  is  waning  ; 

Endless  day  is  round  thee  poured  ; 
Enter  thou  the  rest  remaining 
For  the  people  of  the  Lord. 

3  Brother,  wake  ;  for  he  who  loved  thee,  — 

He  who  died  that  thou  mightst  live,  — 
He  who  graciously  approved  thee,  — 
Waits  thy  crown  of  joy  to  give. 

4  Fare  thee  well  ;  though  woe  is  blending 

With  the  tones  of  earthly  love, 
Triumph  high  and  joy  unending 
Wait  thee  in  the  realms  above. 

506.  C.  M.  Watt.. 

Jit  a  Funeral. 

1  WHY  do  we  mourn  departing  friends, 

Or  shake  at  death's  alarms  ? 
'T  is  but  the  voice  that  Jesus  sends 
To  call  them  to  his  arms. 

2  Why  should  we  tremble  to  convey 

Their  bodies  to  the  tomb  ? 
'T  was  there  the  Saviour's  body  lay, 
And  left  a  long  perfume. 

3  The  graves  of  all  his  saints  he  blest, 

And  softened  every  bed  : 
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Where  should  the  dying  members  rest, 
But  with  their  dying  Head  ? 

507.  L.  M.  Watts. 

Death  disarmed. 

1  WHY  should  we  start,  and  fear  to  die  ? 

What  timorous  worms  we  mortals  are  ! 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endless  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  strife, 

Fright  our  approaching  souls  away  ; 
Still  we  shrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prison  and  our  clay. 

3  O,  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 

My  soul  would  stretch  her  wings  in  haste, 
Fly,  fearless,  through  death's  iron  gate, 
Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  she  passed. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 

Feel  soft  as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breast  I  lean  my  head, 
And  breathe  my  life  out  sweetly  there. 

508.  L.  M.  W.  Boston  Coll. 
Weep  not. 

1  WHY  weep  for  those,  frail  child  of  woe, 

Who  've  fled  and  left  thee  mourning  here  ! 
Triumphant  o'er  their  latest  foe, 
They  glory  in  a  brighter  sphere. 

2  Weep  not  for  them  ;  —  beside  thee  now 

Perhaps  they  watch  with  guardian  care, 
And  witness  tears  that  idly  flow 

O'er  those  who  bliss  of  angels  share. 

3  Or  round  their  Father's  throne  above, 

With  raptured  voice,  his  praise  they  sing, 
Or  on  his  messages  of  love 

They  journey  with  unwearied  wing. 
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4  Space  cannot  check,  thought  cannot  bound, 

The  high  exulting  souls,  whom  He, 
Who  formed  these  million  worlds  around, 
Takes  to  his  own  eternity, 

5  Weep,  weep  no  more  ;  their  voices  raise 

The  song  of  triumph  high  to  God, 
And,  wouldst  thou  join  their  song  of  praise, 
Walk  humbly  in  the  path  they  trod. 

509.  L.  M.  Barbauld. 

Blessedness  of  the  Righteous  in  Death. 

1  HOW  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  ! 

When  sinks  a  weary  soul  to  rest  ! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes  ! 
How  gently  heaves  th'  expiring  breast  ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away  ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er  ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day  ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  A  holy  quiet  reigns  around, 

A  calm  which  life  nor  death  destroys  ; 
And  naught  disturbs  that  peace  profound, 
Which  his  unfettered  soul  enjoys. 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  hopes  and  fears, 

Where  lights  and  shades  alternate  dwell  ; 
How  bright  th'  unchanging  morn  appears  ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell  ! 

5  Life's  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

Light  from  its  load  the  spirit  flies, 
While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  say, 
u  How  blest  the  righteous  when  he  dies  !  " 

510.  LM.  Bryant. 

Blessed  are  they  that  mourn. 

1  DEEM  not  that  they  are  blest  alone, 
Whose  days  a  peaceful  tenor  keep  ; 
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The  God,  who  loves  our  race,  has  shown 
A  blessing  for  the  eyes  that  weep. 

2  The  light  of  smiles  shall  fill  again 

The  lids  that  overflow  with  tears, 
And  weary  hours  of  woe  and  pain 
Are  earnests  of  serener  years. 

3  O,  there  are  days  of  hope  and  rest 

For  every  dark  and  troubled  night  ! 

And  grief  may  bide,  an  evening  guest, 

But  joy  shall  come  with  early  light. 

4  And  thou,  who  o'er  thy  friend's  low  bier, 

Dost  shed  the  bitter  drops  like  rain, 
Hope  that  a  brighter,  happier  sphere, 
Will  give  him  to  thy  arms  again. 

5  Nor  let  the  good  man's  trust  depart, 

Though  life  its  common  gifts  deny  ; 

Though  with  a  pierced  and  broken  heart, 

And  spurned  of  men,  he  goes  to  die. 

6  For  God  hath  marked  each  anguished  day, 

And  numbered  every  secret  tear  ; 
And  heaven's  long  age  of  bliss  shall  pay 
For  all  his  children  suffer  here. 

5  ll.  CM.  Cotton 

God  the  Refuge  of  the  Afflicted. 

1  AFFLICTION  is  a  stormy  deep, 

Where  wave  resounds  to  wave  ; 
Though  o'er  our  heads  the  billows  roll, 
We  know  the  Lord  can  save. 

2  When  darkness  and  when  sorrows  rose, 

And  pressed  on  every  side, 
The  Lord  hath  still  sustained  our  steps, 
And  still  hath  been  our  Guide. 

3  Perhaps,  before  the  morning  dawn, 

He  will  restore  our  peace  ; 
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For  he  who  bade  the  tempest  roar 
Can  bid  the  tempest  cease. 
4  Here  will  we  rest,  here  build  our  hopes, 
Nor  murmur  at  his  rod  ; 
He  's  more  to  us  than  all  the  world, 
Our  Health,  our  Life,  our  God. 

5  1  2«  C-  M.  BARBAULD. 

The  Mourner's  Thoughts  of  Heaven. 

1  NOT  for  the  pious  dead  we  weep  ; 

Their  sorrows  now  are  o'er  ; 
The  sea  is  calm,  the  tempest  past, 
On  that  eternal  shore. 

2  Their  peace  is  sealed,  their  rest  is  sure, 

Within  that  better  home  ; 
Awhile  we  weep  and  linger  here, 
Then  follow  to  the  tomb. 

3  O,  might  some  dream  of  visioned  bliss, 

Some  trance  of  rapture,  show 
Where,  on  the  bosom  of  their  God, 
They  rest  from  human  woe  ! 

4  Thence  may  their  pure  devotion's  flame 

On  us,  on  us  descend  ; 
To  us  their  strong  aspiring  hopes, 
Their  faith,  their  fervors  lend. 

5  Let  these  our  shadowy  path  illume, 

And  teach  the  chastened  mind 
To  welcome  all  that  's  left  of  good, 
To  all  that  's  lost  resigned. 

513.  C.    M.  Watts. 

Human  Frailty  and  Divine  Support. 

1  LET  others  boast  how  strong  they  be, 
Nor  death  nor  danger  fear  ; 
But  we  '11  confess,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 

What  feeble  things  we  are. 

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2  Fresh  as  the  grass  our  bodies  stand, 

And  flourish  bright  and  gay  ; 
A  blasting  wind  sweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the  grass  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thousand  springs, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone  ; 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thousand  strings 
Should  keep  in  tune  so  long. 

4  But  't  is  our  God  supports  our  frame, 

The  God  who  built  us  first  ; 
Salvation  to  th'  almighty  name, 
That  reared  us  from  the  dust. 

5  While  we  have  breath,  or  use  our  tongues, 

Our  Maker  we  '11  adore  ; 
His  spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more. 

514.  7,  6,  &  8S.  M.  Noel's  Coll. 

The  Land  of  Rest. 

1  BROTHER,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ; 

We  will  not  weep  for  thee  ; 
For  thou  art  now  where  oft  on  earth 
Thy  spirit  longed  to  be. 

2  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ; 

Thine  is  an  early  tomb  ; 
But  God  hath  summoned  thee  away  ; 
Thy  Father  called  thee  home. 

3  Brother  thou  art  gone  to  rest  ; 

Thy  toils  and  cares  are  o'er  ; 
And  sorrow,  pain,  and  suffering,  now 
Shall  ne'er  distress  thee  more. 

4  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest  ; 

Thy  sins  are  all  forgiven  ; 
And  saints  in  light  have  welcomed  thee 
To  share  the  joys  of  heaven. 
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5  Brother,  thou  art  gone  to  rest ; 
And  this  shall  be  our  prayer,  — 
That,  when  we  reach  our  journey's  end, 
Thy  glory  we  may  share. 

5150  11    &    10s.    M.       Spiritual  Songs. 

Invitation  to  the  Mercy-seat. 

1  COME,  ye  disconsolate,  where'er  ye  languish  ; 

Come,  at  the  mercy-seat  fervently  kneel  ; 
Here  bring  your  wounded  hearts,  here  tell  your  an- 
guish ; 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  heal. 

2  Joy  of  the  desolate,  light  of  the  straying, 

Hope  of  the  penitent,  fadeless  and  pure, 
Here  speaks  the  Comforter,  tenderly  saying, 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  that  heaven  cannot  cure. 

3  Here  see  the  bread  of  life  ;  see  waters  flowing 

Forth  from  the  throne  of  God,  pure  from  above  ; 
Come  to  the  feast  of  love  ;  come,  ever  knowing 
Earth  has  no  sorrow  but  heaven  can  remove. 

516*  L.    M.  J.N.Brown. 

Address  to  the  dying  Christian. 

1  GO,  spirit  of  the  sainted  dead, 

Go  to  thy  longed-for,  happy  home  : 
The  tears  of  man  are  o'er  thee  shed  ; 
The  voice  of  angels  bids  thee  come. 

2  If  life  be  not  in  length  of  days, 

In  silvered  locks  and  furrowed  brow, 
But  living  to  the  Saviour's  praise, 
How  few  have  lived  so  long  as  thou  ! 

3  Though  earth  may  boast  one  gem  the  less, 

May  not  e'en  heaven  the  richer  be  ? 
And  myriads  on  thy  footsteps  press, 
To  share  thy  blest  eternity. 
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5  IT.  S.  H.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Christian's  tranquil  Death. 

1  THTS  place  is  holy  ground  ; 

World,  with  its  cares,  away  ; 
A  holy,  solemn  stillness  round 
This  lifeless,  mouldering  clay ; 
Nor  pain,  nor  grief,  nor  anxious  fear, 
Can  reach  the  peaceful  sleeper  here. 

2  Behold  the  bed  of  death,  — 

The  pale  and  mortal  clay  ; 
Heard  ye  the  sob  of  parting  breath  ? 

Marked  ye  the  eye's  last  ray  ? 
No  ;  life  so  sweetly  ceased  to  be, 
It  lapsed  in  immortality. 

3  Why  mourn  the  pious  dead  ? 

Why  sorrows  swell  our  eyes  ? 
Can  sighs  recall  the  spirit  fled  ? 
Shall  vain  regrets  arise  ? 
Though  death  has  caused  this  altered  mien, 
In  heaven  the  ransomed  soul  is  seen. 

4  Bury  the  dead,  and  weep 

In  stillness  o'er  the  loss  : 
Bury  the  dead  ;  in  Christ  they  sleep 
Who  bore  on  earth  his  cross  ; 
And  from  the  grave  their  dust  shall  rise, 
In  his  own  image,  to  the  skies. 

518.  C.  M.  Watts. 

God  the  Author  of  Mercies  and  Afflictions. 

1  NAKED,  as  from  the  earth  we  came, 

And  rose  to  life  at  first, 
We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  the  dust. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 

And  fondly  call  our  own, 
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Are  only  favors  borrowed  now, 
To  be  repaid  anon. 

3  -T  is  God  who  lifts  our  comforts  high, 

Or  sinks  them  in  the  grave  ; 
He  gives,  and,  blessed  be  his  name, 
He  takes  but  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  passions,  then  ; 

Let  each  rebellious  sigh 
Be  silent  at  his  sovereign  will, 
And  every  murmur  die. 

5  If  smiling  mercy  crown  our  lives, 

Its  praises  shall  be  spread  ; 
And  we  '11  adore  the  justice,  too, 
That  strikes  our  comforts  dead. 

519.  7S.    M.  TOPLADT. 

The  dying  Christian  to  his  Soul. 

1  DEATHLESS  spirit,  now  arise  ; 
Soar,  thou  native  of  the  skies,  — 
Go  to  shine  before  the  throne  ; 
Deck  the  Mediator's  crown. 

2  Go,  his  triumphs  to  adorn, 
Made  for  God,  to  God  return  ; 
Lo  !  he  beckons  from  on  high  ; 
Fearless  to  his  presence  fly. 

3  Burst  thy  shackles  ;  drop  thy  clay  ; 
Sweetly  breathe  thyself  away  ; 
Singing,  to  thy  crown  remove, 
Swift  of  wing  and  fired  with  love. 

4  See  the  haven  full  in  view  ; 

Love  divine  shall  bear  thee  through  ; 
Trust  to  that  propitious  gale  ;  %  rJ 

Weigh  thy  anchor,  spread  thy  sail. 

5  Saints  in  glory,  perfect  made, 
Wait  thy  passage  through  the  shade  ; 

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Swiftly  to  their  wish  be  given  ; 
Kindle  higher  joy  in  heaven. 

520.  12  &  lis.  M.  Heber. 

Fareicell  to  a  Friend  departed. 

1  THOU  art  gone  to  the  grave  ;  but  we  will  not  de- 

plore thee  ; 
Though  sorrows  and  darkness  encompass  the  tomb  ; 
The    Saviour   has  passed  through  its  portals   before 

thee, 
And  the  lamp  of  his  love  is  thy  guide  through  the 

gloom. 

2  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  ;  we   no  longer   behold 

thee, 
Nor  tread  the  rough  paths  of  the  world  by  thy  side  ; 
But  the  wide  arms  of  mercy  are  spread  to  enfold  thee, 
And  sinners  may  hope,  since  the  Saviour  hath  died. 

3  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  ;  and,  its  mansion  forsak- 

ing; 
Perchance  thy  weak  spirit  in  doubt  lingered  long  ; 
But  the    sunshine  of  heaven   beamed   bright  on  thy 

waking, 
And  the  sound  thou  didst  hear  was  the  seraphim's 

song. 

4  Thou  art  gone  to  the  grave  ;  but  we  will  not  deplore 

thee  ; 
Since    God  was   thy   Refuge,   thy  Guardian,    thy 

Guide  ; 
He  gave  thee,  he  took  thee,  and  he  will  restore  thee  ; 
And  death  has  no  sting,  since  the  Saviour  hath  died. 

521.  C.    M.  WATT5. 

Those  blessed  who  die  in  the  Lord. 

1  HEAR  what  the  voice  from  heaven  proclaims 
For  all  the  pious  dead  ; 
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"  Sweet  is  the  savor  of  their  names, 
And  soft  their  sleeping  bed. 

2  u  They  die  in  Jesus  and  are  blest ; 

How  kind  their  slumbers  are  ! 
From  suffering  and  from  sin  released, 
They  're  freed  from  every  snare. 

3  "Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  strife, 

They  're  present  with  the  Lord  ; 
The  labors  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward." 

522.     7  &,  8s.  M.   (Peculiar.)  Doa*e. 

Weep  not. 

1  LIFT  not  thou  the  wailing  voice  ; 

Weep  not ;  't  is  a  Christian  dieth  : 
Up,  where  blessed  saints  rejoice, 

Ransomed  now,  the  spirit  flieth  : 
High  in  Heaven's  own  light  she  dwelleth  ; 
Full  the  song  of  triumph  swelleth  : 
Freed  from  earth,  and  earthly  failing, 
Lift  for  her  no  voice  of  wailing. 

2  They  who  die  in  Christ  are  blest  : 

Ours  be,  then,  no  thought  of  grieving  : 
Sweetly  with  their  God  they  rest, 

All  their  toils  and  troubles  leaving  : 
So  be  ours  the  faith  that  saveth, 
Hope  that  every  trial  braveth, 
Love  that  to  the  end  endureth, 
And,  through  Christ,  the  crown  secureth. 

523.  C.     M.  PZABODT. 

Peaceful  Death  of  the  Pious. 

1   BEHOLD  the  western  evening  light  ! 

It  melts  in  deepening  gloom  ; 
So  calmly  Christians  sink  away, 

Descending  to  the  tomb. 
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2  The  winds  breathe  low  ;  the  yellow  leaf 

Scarce  whispers  from  the  tree  ; 
So  gently  flows  the  parting  breath, 
When  good  men  cease  to  be. 

3  How  beautiful,  on  all  the  hills, 

The  crimson  light  is  shed  ! 
'T  is  like  the  peace  the  Christian  gives 
To  mourners  round  his  bed. 

4  How  mildly  on  the  wandering  cloud 

The  sunset  beam  is  cast  ! 
So  sweet  the  memory  left  behind, 
When  loved  ones  breathe  their  last. 

5  And,  lo  !  above  the  dews  of  night 

The  vesper  star  appears  : 
So  faith  lights  up  the  mourner's  heart, 
Whose  eyes  are  dim  with  tears. 

6  Night  falls,  but  soon  the  morning  light 

Its  glories  shall  restore  ; 
And  thus  the  eyes  that  sleep  in  death 
Shall  wake  to  close  no  more. 

524-.  L.  M.  Norton. 

Trust  and  Submission. 

1  MY  God,  I  thank  thee  ;  may  no  thought 

E'er  deem  thy  chastisements  severe  ; 
But  may  this  heart,  by  sorrow  taught, 
Calm  each  wild  wish,  each  idle  fear. 

2  Thy  mercy  bids  all  nature  bloom  ; 

The  sun  shines  bright,  and  man  is  gay  ; 
Thine  equal  mercy  spreads  the  gloom, 
That  darkens  o'er  his  little  day. 

3  Full  many  a  throb  of  grief  and  pain 

Thy  frail  and  erring  child  must  know  : 
But  not  one  prayer  is  breathed  in  vain, 
Nor  does  one  tear  unheeded  flow. 
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4  Thy  various  messengers  employ  ; 
Thy  purposes  of  love  fulfil  ; 
And,  'mid  the  wreck  of  human  joy, 
Let  kneeling  faith  adore  thy  will. 

525*  S.   H.  M.  Montgomery. 

Friends  separated  by  Death. 

1  FRIEND  after  friend  departs  : 

Who  hath  not  lost  a  friend  ? 
There  is  no  union  here  of  hearts 

That  finds  not  here  an  end  : 
Were  this  frail  world  our  final  rest, 
Living  or  dying,  none  were  blest. 

2  Beyond  the  flight  of  time, 

Beyond  the  reign  of  death, 
There  surely  is  some  blessed  clime 

Where  life  is  not  a  breath, 
Nor  life's  affections  transient  fire, 
Whose  sparks  fly  upward  and  expire. 

3  There  is  a  world  above, 

Where  parting  is  unknown  ; 
A  long  eternity  of  love, 

Formed  for  the  good  alone  ; 
And  faith  beholds  the  dying  here 
Translated  to  that  glorious  sphere. 

4  Thus  star  by  star  declines, 

Till  all  are  passed  away  ; 
As  morning  high  and  higher  shines, 

To  pure  and  perfect  day  ; 
Nor  sink  those  stars  in  empty  night, 
But  hide  themselves  in  heaven's  own  light. 

526o  L.    M.    6    L.  WlNCHELl/s  SeL. 

The  Hope  of  Christian   Friendship. 

1   SWEET  is  the  thought,  the  promise  sweet, 
That  friends,  long-severed  friends,  shall  meet, — 
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That  kindred  souls,  on  earth  disjoined, 
Shall  meet,  from  earthly  dross  refined, 
Their  mortal  cares  and  sorrows  o'er, 
And  mingle  hearts  to  part  no  more. 

2  But  for  this  hope,  this  blessed  stay, 
When  earthly  comforts  all  decay, 
O,  who  could  view  th'  expiring  eye, 
Nor  wish,  with  those  they  love,  to  die  ? 
Who  could  receive  their  parting  breath, 
Nor  long  to  follow  them  in  death  ? 

3  But  we  have  brighter  hopes  ;  we  know 
Short  is  this  pilgrimage  of  woe  ; 

We  know  that  our  Redeemer  lives  ; 
We  trust  the  promises  he  gives  ; 
And  part  in  hope  to  meet  above, 
Where  all  is  joy,  and  all  is  love. 

527.  L.    M.  Norton. 

Blessedness  of  the  pious  Dead. 

1  O,  STAY  thy  tears  ;  for  they  are  blest, 

Whose  days  are  past,  whose  toil  is  done  : 
Here  midnight  care  disturbs  our  rest  ; 
Here  sorrow  dims  the  noonday  sun. 

2  How  blest  are  they  whose  transient  years 

Pass  like  an  evening  meteor's  flight  ! 
Not  dark  with  guilt,  nor  dim  with  tears  ; 
Whose  course  is  short,  unclouded,  bright. 

3  O,  cheerless  were  our  lengthened  way  ; 

But  Heaven's  own  light  dispels  the  gloom, 
Streams  downward  from  eternal  day, 
And  casts  a  glory  round  the  tomb. 

4  O,  stay  thy  tears  ;  the  blest  above 

Have  hailed  a  spirit's  heavenly  birth, 
And  sung  a  song  of  joy  and  love  ; 

Then  why  should  anguish  reign  on  earth  ? 
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528.  CM.  Anonymous. 

Peaceful  Death  of  the  Righteous. 

1  I  LOOKED  upon  the  righteous  man 

And  saw  his  parting  breath, 
Without  a  struggle  or  a  sigh, 

Serenely  yield  to  death  : 
There  was  no  anguish  on  his  brow, 

Nor  terror  in  his  eye  : 
The  spoiler  aimed  a  fatal  dart, 

But  lost  the  victory. 

2  I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man, 

And  heard  the  holy  prayer 
Which  rose  above  that  breathless  form, 

To  soothe  the  mourners'  care, 
And  felt  how  precious  was  the  gift 

He  to  his  loved  ones  gave,  — 
The  stainless  memory  of  the  just, 

The  wealth  beyond  the  grave. 

3  I  looked  upon  the  righteous  man  ; 

And  all  our  earthly  trust 
Of  pleasure,  vanity,  or  pride 

Seemed  lighter  than  the  dust, 
Compared  with  his  celestial  gain, — 

A  home  above  the  sky  : 
O,  grant  us,  Lord,  his  life  to  live, 

That  we  like  him  may  die  ! 

529.  L.  M.  Bathurst. 

The  Christian  s  parting  Hour. 

1  HOW  sweet  the  hour  of  closing  day, 

When  all  is  peaceful  and  serene, 
And  when  the  sun,  with  cloudless  ray, 
Sheds  mellow  lustre  o'er  the  scene  ! 

2  Such  is  the  Christian's  parting  hour  ; 

So  peacefully  he  sinks  to  rest  ; 
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When  faith,  indued  from  heaven  with  power, 
Sustains  and  cheers  his  languid  breast. 

3  Mark  but  that  radiance  of  his  eye. 

That  smile  upon  his  wasted  cheek  : 
They  tell  us  of  his  glory  nigh, 

In  language  that  no  tongue  can  speak. 

4  A  beam  from  heaven  is  sent  to  cheer 

The  pilgrim  on  his  gloomy  road  ; 
And  angels  are  attending  near, 

To  bear  him  to  their  bright  abode. 

5  Who  would  not  wish  to  die  like  those 

Whom  God's  own  Spirit  deigns  to  bless  ? 
To  sink  into  that  soft  repose, 

Then  wake  to  perfect  happiness  ? 

530.  8    &,    7S.    M.  COLLYER. 

Comfort  in  the  Death  of  the  Christian. 

1  CEASE,  ye  mourners,  cease  to  languish 

O'er  the  grave  of  those  you  love  ; 
Pain,  and  death,  and  night,  and  anguish 
Enter  not  the  world  above. 

2  While  our  silent  steps  are  straying, 

Lonely,  through  night's  deepening  shade, 
Glory's  brightest  beams  are  playing 
Round  the  happy  Christian's  head. 

3  Light  and  peace  at  once  deriving 

From  the  hand  of  God  most  high, 
In  his  glorious  presence  living, 
They  shall  never,  never  die. 

4  Endless  pleasure,  pain  excluding, 

Sickness,  there,  no  more  can  come  ; 
There,  no  fear  of  woe,  intruding, 

Sheds  o'er  heaven  a  moment's  gloom. 
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531.  CM.  Doddridge 

The  Christian  s  Farewell. 

1  YE  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell, 

With  all  your  feeble  light  ! 
Farewell,  thou  ever-changing  moon, 
Pale  empress  of  the  night  ! 

2  And  thou,  refulgent  orb  of  day, 

In  brighter  flames  arrayed  ! 
My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere, 
No  more  demands  thy  aid. 

3  Ye  stars  are  but  the  shining  dust 

Of  my  divine  abode, 
The  pavement  of  those  heavenly  courts 
Where  I  shall  see  my  God. 

4  The  Father  of  eternal  light 

Will  there  his  beams  display  ; 
Nor  shall  one  moment's  darkness  blend 
With  that  unvaried  day. 

532.  S.    M.  Ch.  Psalmody. 

The  peaceful  Death  of  the  Righteous. 

1  O,  FOR  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 

O,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 

Like  theirs  my  last  reward  ! 

2  Their  ransomed  spirits  soar, 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love, 
To  meet  the  Saviour  they  adore, 
And  reign  with  him  above. 

3  With  us  their  names  shall  live 

Through  long-succeeding  years, 
Embalmed  with  all  our  hearts  can  give,  — 
Our  praises  and  our  tears. 

4  O,  for  the  death  of  those 

Who  slumber  in  the  Lord  ! 

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O,  be  like  theirs  my  last  repose, 
Like  theirs  my  last  reward  ! 

533.  C.  P.  M.  C.Weslet 

Reunion  of  Friends  in  Heaven. 

1  IF  death  my  friend  and  me  divide, 
Thou  dost  not,  Lord,  my  sorrow  chide, 

Or  frown  my  tears  to  see  ; 
Restrained  from  passionate  excess, 
Thou  bidd'st  me  mourn  in  calm  distress 

For  them  that  rest  in  thee. 

2  I  feel  a  strong,  immortal  hope, 
Which  bears  my  mournful  spirit  up 

Beneath  its  mountain  load  ; 
Redeemed  from  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 
I  soon  shall  find  my  friend  again, 

Within  the  arms  of  God. 

3  Pass  a  few  fleeting  moments  more, 
And  death  the  blessing  shall  restore, 

Which  death  hath  snatched  away  ; 
For  me  thou  wilt  the  summons  send, 
And  give  me  back  my  parted  friend, 

In  that  eternal  day. 

534.  CM.  R.  TURKBULL. 

My  Father's  House. 

1  THERE  is  a  place  of  sacred  rest, 

Far,  far  beyond  the  skies, 
WThere  beauty  smiles  eternally, 

And  pleasure  never  dies  ;  — 
My  Father's  house,  my  heavenly  home, 

Where  "  many  mansions  "  stand, 
Prepared,  by  hands  divine,  for  all 

Who  seek  the  better  land. 

2  When  tossed  upon  the  waves  of  life, 

With  fear  on  every  side, — 
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When  fiercely  howls  the  gathering  storm 

And  foams  the  angry  tide,  — 
Beyond  the  storm,  beyond  the  gloom, 

Breaks  forth  the  light  of  morn, 
Bright  beaming  from  my  Father's  house, 

To  cheer  the  soul  forlorn. 

3  Yes,  even  at  that  fearful  hour, 

When  death  shall  seize  its  prey 
And  from  the  place  that  knows  us  now, 

Shall  hurry  us  away,  — 
The  vision  of  that  heavenly  home 

Shall  cheer  the  parting  soul, 
And  o'er  it,  mounting  to  the  skies, 

A  tide  of  rapture  roll. 

4  In  that  pure  home  of  tearless  joy 

Earth's  parted  friends  shall  meet, 
With  smiles  of  love  that  never  fade, 

And  blessedness  complete  : 
There,  there  adieus  are  sounds  unknown  ; 

Death  frowns  not  on  that  scene, 
But  life  and  glorious  beauty  shine, 

Untroubled  and  serene. 

535.  C.    M.  Logan. 

The  Creation,  an  Emblem  of  the  Resurrection. 

1  ALL  nature  dies,  and  lives  again  : 

The  flowers  that  paint  the  field, 
The  trees  that  crown  the  mountain's  brow, 
And  boughs  and  blossoms  yield,  — 

2  Resign  the  honors  of  their  form 

At  winter's  stormy  blast  ; 
And  leave  the  naked,  leafless  plain, 
A  desolated  waste. 

3  Yet  soon  reviving  plants  and  flowers 

Anew  shall  deck  the  plain  ; 


MOURNING  AND  CONSOLATION. 

The  woods  shall  hear  the  voice  of  spring, 
And  flourish  green  again. 

4  So,  to  the  dreary  grave  consigned, 

Man  sleeps  in  death's  dark  gloom, 
Until  th'  eternal  morning  wake 
The  slumbers  of  the  tomb. 

5  O,  may  the  grave  become  to  us 

The  bed  of  peaceful  rest  ; 
Whence  we  shall  gladly  rise  at  length, 
And  mingle  with  the  blest. 

6  Cheered  by  this  hope,  with  patient  mind 

We  '11  wait  Heaven's  high  decree  ; 
Till  the  appointed  period  come 
When  death  shall  set  us  free. 

536.  l.  M.  iw 

The  Dwelling-place  of  God. 

1  THERE  is  a  region  lovelier  far 

Than  sages  tell  or  poets  sing, 
Brighter  than  noonday  glories  are, 
And  softer  than  the  tints  of  spring. 

2  It  is  not  fanned  by  summer's  gale  ; 

'T  is  not  refreshed  by  vernal  showers  ; 
It  never  needs  the  moonbeam  pale,  — 
For  there  are  known  no  evening  hours. 

3  No  ;  for  that  world  is  ever  bright 

With  purest  radiance  all  its  own  : 
The  streams  of  uncreated  light 

Flow  round  it  from  th'  eternal  throne. 

4  It  is  all  holy  and  serene, 

The  land  of  glory  and  repose  ; 
No  cloud  obscures  the  radiant  scene  ; 
There  not  a  tear  of  sorrow  flows. 

5  In  vain  the  curious,  searching  eye 

May  seek  to  view  the  fair  abode, 
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Or  find  it  in  the  starry  sky  : 
It  is  the  dwelling-place  of  God. 

537.  CM.  W.  B.  Tappak. 

The  Peace  and  Repose  of  Heaven. 

1  THERE  is  an  hour  of  hallowed  peace 

For  those  with  cares  oppressed, 
When  sighs  and  sorrowing  tears  shall  cease, 
And  all  be  hushed  to  rest. 

2  'T  is  then  the  soul  is  freed  from  fears 

And  doubts  which  here  annoy  ; 
Then  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

3  There  is  a  home  of  sweet  repose, 

Where  storms  assail  no  more  ; 
The  stream  of  endless  pleasure  flows 
On  that  celestial  shore. 

4  There  purity  with  love  appears, 

And  bliss  without  alloy  ; 
There  they  that  oft  had  sown  in  tears 
Shall  reap  again  in  joy. 

538.  L.  P.M.  w«™ 

Source  of  Consolation. 

1  I  'LL  praise  my  Maker  with  my  breath  ; 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

2  How  blest  the  man  whose  hopes  rely 
On  Israel's  God  !     He  made  the  sky, 

And  earth,  and  seas,  with  all  their  train  ; 
His  truth  for  ever  stands  secure  ; 
He  saves  th'  oppressed,  he  feeds  the  poor, 

And  none  shall  find  his  promise  vain. 
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3  I  '11  praise  him  while  he  lends  me  breath  ; 
And,  when  my  voice  is  lost  in  death, 

Praise  shall  employ  my  nobler  powers  ; 
My  days  of  praise  shall  ne'er  be  past, 
While  life,  and  thought,  and  being  last, 

Or  immortality  endures. 

539©  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  better  Land. 

1  THERE  is  a  land  mine  eye  hath  seen, 

In  visions  of  enraptured  thought, 
So  bright  that  all  which  spreads  between 
Is  with  its  radiant  glory  fraught  ;  — 

2  A  land  upon  whose  blissful  shore 

There  rests  no  shadow,  falls  no  stain  ; 
There  those  who  meet  shall  part  no  more, 
And  those  long  parted  meet  again. 

3  Its  skies  are  not  like  earthly  skies, 

With  varying  hues  of  shade  and  light  ; 
It  hath  no  need  of  suns  to  rise, 
To  dissipate  the  gloom  of  night. 

4  There  sweeps  no  desolating  wind 

Across  that  calm,  serene  abode  ; 
The  wanderer  there  a  home  may  find, 
Within  the  paradise  of  God. 

54:0.  8  &  6s-  M .  W.  B.  Tappan. 

Heaven  anticipated. 

1  THERE  is  an  hour  of  peaceful  rest 

To  mourning  wanderers  given  ; 
There  is  a  joy  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast ; 

'T  is  found  alone  in  heaven. 

2  There  is  a  home  for  weary  souls, 

By  sins  and  sorrows  driven, 
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When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals, 
Where  storms  arise,  and  ocean  rolls, 
And  all  is  drear  ;  — 't  is  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearless  eye,  — 

The  heart  no  longer  riven,  — 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by, 
Sees  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 

And  all  serene  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 

And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 
There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom  ; 
Beyond  the  dark  and  narrow  tomb 

Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

541.  CM.  Newtoic 

TJte  Death  of  a  Believer. 

1  IN  vain  our  fancy  strives  to  paint 

The  moment  after  death,  — 
The  glories  that  surround  the  saints, 
When  yielding  up  their  breath. 

2  One  gentle  sigh  their  fetters  breaks  ! 

We  scarce  can  say,  "  They  're  gone  !  " 
Before  the  willing  spirit  takes 
Her  mansion  near  the  throne. 

3  Faith  strives,  but  all  its  efforts  fail 

To  trace  her  in  its  flight  ; 
No  eye  can  pierce  within  the  veil 
Which  hides  that  world  of  light. 

4  Thus  much,  and  this  is  all  we  know, 

They  are  completely  blest ; 
Have  done  with  sin,  and  care,  and  woe, 

And  with  their  Saviour  rest. 
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542.  L-  P.  M.  Watts. 

Life,  Death,  and  Resurrection. 

1  ETERNAL  God  !  how  frail  is  man  ! 
Few  are  the  hours,  and  short  the  span, 

Between  the  cradle  and  the  grave  : 
Who  can  prolong  his  vital  breath  ? 
Who  from  the  bold  demands  of  death 

Hath  skill  to  fly,  or  power  to  save  ? 

2  But  let  no  murmuring  heart  complain, 
That,  therefore,  man  is  made  in  vain, 

Nor  the  Creator's  grace  distrust  ; 
For  though  his  servants,  day  by  day, 
Go  to  their  graves,  and  turn  to  clay, 

A  bright  reward  awaits  the  just. 

3  Jesus  hath  made  thy  purpose  known, 
A  new  and  better  life  hath  shown, 

And  we  the  glorious  tidings  hear  : 
For  ever  blessed  be  the  Lord, 
That  we  can  read  his  holy  word, 

And  find  a  resurrection  there. 

543.  L.  M.  Fawcitt. 

Death  of  Parents. 

1  THE  God  of  mercy  will  indulge 

The  flowing  tear,  the  heaving  sigh, 
When  honored  parents  fall  around, 

When  friends  beloved  and  kindred  die. 

2  Yet  not  one  anxious,  murmuring  thought 

Should  with  our  mourning  passions  blend  ; 
Nor  should  our  bleeding  hearts  forget 
Their  mighty,  ever-living  Friend. 

3  Parent,  Protector,  Guardian,  Guide, 

Thou  art  each  tender  name  in  one  ; 
On  thee  we  cast  our  every  care, 
And  comfort  seek  from  thee  alone. 
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4  To  thee,  our  Father,  would  we  look, 

Our  Rock,  our  Portion,  and  our  Friend, 
And  on  thy  gracious  love  and  truth 
With  humble,  steadfast  hope  depend. 

544-»  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Death  of  a  Minister. 

1  WHAT  though  the  arm  of  conquering  death 

Does  God's  own  house  invade  ; 
What  though  our  teacher  and  our  friend 
Is  numbered  with  the  dead  ;  — 

2  Though  earthly  shepherds  dwell  in  dust, 

The  aged  and  the  young  ; 
The  watchful  eye  in  darkness  closed, 
And  dumb  th'  instructive  tongue  ;  — 

3  Th'  eternal  Shepherd  still  survives, 

His  teaching  to  impart  : 
Lord,  be  our  Leader  and  our  Guide, 
And  rule  and  keep  our  heart. 

4  Yes,  while  the  dear  Redeemer  lives, 

We  have  a  boundless  store, 
And  shall  be  fed  with  what  he  gives, 
Who  lives  for  evermore. 

54:5 •  10s*  M.  Montgomery. 

Death  of  a  Minister  in  his  Prime. 

1  GO  to  the  grave  in  all  thy  glorious  prime, 

In  full  activity  of  zeal  and  power  ; 
A  Christian  cannot  die  before  his  time  ; 

The  Lord's  appointment  is  the  servant's  hour. 

2  Go  to  the  grave  ;  at  noon  from  labor  cease  ; 

Rest  on  thy  sheaves  ;  thy  harvest-task  is  done  ; 
Come  from  the  heat  of  battle,  and  in  peace, 
Soldier,  go  home  ;  with  thee  the  fight  is  won. 

3  Go  to  the  grave  ;  for  there  thy  Saviour  lay 

In  death's  embrace,  ere  he  arose  on  high ; 
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And  all  the  ransomed,  by  that  narrow  way, 
Pass  to  eternal  life  beyond  the  sky. 
4  Go  to  the  grave  ;  —  no  ;  take  thy  seat  above  ; 
Be  thy  pure  spirit  present  with  the  Lord, 
Where  thou  for  faith  and  hope  hast  perfect  love, 
And  open  vision  for  the  written  word. 

54©.  8  &  7s.  M.  L.  H.  SlGOURNEY. 

Death  of  a  Pastor. 

1  PASTOR,  thou  art  from  us  taken 

In  the  glory  of  thy  years, 
As  the  oak,  by  tempests  shaken, 
Falls  ere  time  its  verdure  sears. 

2  Pale  and  cold  we  see  thee  lying 

In  God's  temple,  once  so  dear. 
And  the  mourners'  bitter  sighing 
Falls  unheeded  on  thine  ear. 

3  All  thy  love  and  zeal,  to  lead  us 

Where  immortal  fountains  flow, 
And  on  living  bread  to  feed  us, 
In  our  fond  remembrance  glow. 

4  May  the  conquering  faith,  that  cheered  thee 

When  thy  foot  on  Jordan  pressed, 
Guide  our  spirits  while  we  leave  thee 
In  the  tomb  that  Jesus  blessed. 

^4-7  •  ^'  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Death  of  an  aged  Minister. 

1  «  SERVANT  of  God,  well  done  ! 

Rest  from  thy  loved  employ  ; 
The  battle  fought,  the  victory  won, 
Enter  thy  Master's  joy." 

2  The  voice  at  midnight  came  ; 

He  started  up  to  hear  ; 
A  mortal  arrow  pierced  his  frame  ; 
He  fell,  but  felt  no  fear. 
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3  Tranquil  amid  alarms, 

It  found  him  on  the  field, 
A  veteran  slumbering  on  his  arms, 
Beneath  his  red-cross  shield. 

4  The  pains  of  death  are  past  ; 

Labor  and  sorrow  cease  ; 
And,  life's  long  warfare  closed  at  last, 
His  soul  is  found  in  peace. 

5  Soldier  of  Christ,  well  done  ! 

Praise  be  thy  new  employ  ; 
And,  while  eternal  ages  run, 
Rest  in  thy  Saviour's  joy. 

£^4:§#  L.  M.  Lutheran  Coll. 

Death  of  a  Parent. 

1  WHILE  you  with  mournful  thoughts  deplore 

The  parent  gone,  removed  the  friend, 
With  hearts  resigned  his  grace  adore 
On  whom  your  noblest  hopes  depend. 

2  Does  he  not  bid  his  children  come 

Through  death's  dark  shades  to  realms  of  light 
Yet,  when  he  calls  them  to  their  home, 
Shall  fond  survivors  mourn  their  flight  ? 

3  His  word  —  here  let  your  souls  rely  — 

Immortal  consolation  gives  : 
Your  Heavenly  Father  cannot  die, 
Th'  Eternal  Friend  for  ever  lives. 

04-9«  L.  M.  Anonymous. 

"  Thy  Will  be  done:' 

1  WHEN  called,  O  Lord,  to  mourn  the  doom 
Of  one  affection  held  most  dear,  — 

While  o'er  the  closing,  silent  tomb, 
The  bleeding  heart  distils  the  tear,  — 

Though  love  its  tribute  sure  will  pay, 
And  early  streams  of  solace  shun, 

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Still,  still  the  humble  soul  would  say, 

In  lowly  dust,   u  Thy  will  be  done." 
2  Whatever,  O  Lord,  thou  hast  designed 

To  bring  my  soul  to  thee  in  trust, 
If  mercies  or  afflictions  kind, — 

For  all  thy  dealings  Lord  are  just, — 
Take  all,  but  grant,  in  goodness  free, 

That  love  which  ne'er  thy  stroke  would  shun 
Support  this  heart  and  strengthen  me 

To  say  in  faith,   "  Thy  will  be  done." 

550*  CM.  Watts. 

The  Christian  s  Triumph  over  Death. 

1  O,  FOR  a  firm  and  lively  faith, 

Which  may  the  grave  defy, 
And,  trusting  what  the  gospel  saith, 
May  triumph  when  we  die  ! 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  strength  we  have, 

Our  feeble  lips  would  sing, 
u  Where  is  thy  boasted  victory,  Grave  ? 
O  Death,  where  is  thy  sting  ?  " 

3  Pardon  and  life,  how  dear  each  word  ! 

God  life  and  pardon  sends, 
And,  by  our  dying,  rising  Lord, 
Insures  to  all  his  friends. 

4  All  glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

And  endless  thanks  be  paid, 
Who  makes  us  conquerors,  though  we  die, 
Through  Christ  our  living  Head. 

551.  L.  M.  Gaskell. 

The  Light  of  the  Gospel  on  the  Tomb. 

1   DARK,  dark  indeed,  the  grave  would  be, 
Had  we  no  light,  O  God,  from  thee  ; 
If  all  we  saw  were  all  we  knew, 
Or  hope  from  reason  only  grew. 
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2  But  fearless  now  we  rest  in  faith, 
A  holy  life  makes  happy  death  ; 

'T  is  but  a  change  ordained  by  thee, 
To  set  th'  imprisoned  spirit  free. 

3  Sad,  sad  indeed,  't  would  be  to  part 
From  those  who  long  had  shared  our  heart, 
If  thou  hadst  left  us  still  to  fear 

Love's  only  heritage  was  here. 

4  But  calmly  now  we  see  them  go 
From  out  this  world  of  pain  and  woe  ; 
We  follow  to  a  home  on  high, 
Where  pure  affections  never  die. 

552.  7  &  6s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Children  in  Heaven. 

1  IN  the  broad  fields  of  heaven,  — 

In  the  immortal  bowers 
By  life's  clear  river  dwelling, 

Amid  undying  flowers,  — 
There  hosts  of  beauteous  spirits, 

Fair  children  of  the  earth, 
Linked  in  bright  bands  celestial, 

Sing  of  their  human  birth. 

2  They  sing  of  earth  and  heaven,  — 

Divinest  voices  rise 
To  God,  their  gracious  Father, 

Who  called  them  to  the  skies  : 
They  all  are  there, — in  heaven, — 

Safe,  safe,  and  sweetly  blest  ; 
No  cloud  of  sin  can  shadow 

Their  bright  and  holy  rest. 

553.  7s.  M.  H.  S.  Washburn. 

The  Pastor's  Funeral. 

1  FATHER,  gathered  round  the  bier, 
Aid  thy  weeping  children  here  ; 
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All  our  stricken  hearts  deplore 
i  Loss  of  him  we  meet  no  more. 

2  Tender  are  the  rites  we  pay, 
Pastor,  o'er  thy  sleeping  clay  ; 
We,  who  late  the  welcome  gave, 
Must  we  bear  thee  to  thy  grave  ? 

3  Earth,  unto  thy  faithful  trust 
We  commit  this  precious  dust, 
There,  by  pain  no  more  oppressed, 
Brother,  thou  wilt  sweetly  rest. 

4  Glorious  will  that  morning  break, 
When  the  dead  in  Christ  shall  wake  ; 
Joy  and  grief  our  bosoms  swell, 
Brother,  pastor,  guide,  farewell. 

554#  P«    M.  MlLMAN. 

Funeral  Hymn. 

1  BROTHER,  thou  art  gone  before  us, 

And  thy  saintly  soul  is  flown, 
Where  tears  are  wiped  from  every  eye, 

And  sorrow  is  unknown  : 
From  the  burden  of  the  flesh, 

And  from  care  and  fear  released, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

2  Brother,  yes,  thy  course  is  finished  ; 

Thou  hast  borne  earth's  heavy  load, 
But  Christ  has  taught  thy  languid  feet 

To  reach  his  blest  abode  : 
Sweetly  art  thou  sleeping  now, 

On  thy  Father's  faithful  breast, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 

3  Sin  no  more  can  taint  thy  spirit, 

Nor  can  doubt  thy  faith  assail  ; 
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Thy  soul  its  welcome  has  received, 

Thy  strength  shall  never  fail  : 
And  thou  'rt  sure  to  meet  the  good, 

Whom  on  earth  thou  lovedst  best, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 
To  thy  grave  we  sadly  bear  thee, 

There  in  dust  we  place  thy  head, 
We  lay  the  turf  above  thee  now, 

And  seal  thy  narrow  bed  ; 
But  thy  spirit  soars  away, 

Free,  among  the  faithful  blest, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 
When  the  Lord  shall  send  his  summons 

Unto  us  who  're  left  behind, 
May  we,  untainted  by  the  world, 

As  sure  a  welcome  find  ; 
Each  like  thee  depart  in  peace 

To  the  kingdom  of  the  blest, 
Where  the  wicked  cease  from  troubling 

And  the  weary  are  at  rest. 


LIFE,   DEATH,   AND   FUTURITY. 

555.  CM.  Watts. 

Brevity  and  Frailty  of  Life. 

1  HOW  short  and  hasty  is  our  life  ! 

How  vast  our  soul's  affairs  ! 
Yet  foolish  mortals  vainly  strive 
To  lavish  out  their  years. 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlessly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  story  or  a  song, 
We  pass  our  lives  away. 
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3  God  from  on  high  invites  us  home  ; 

But  we  march  heedless  on, 

And,  ever  hastening  to  the  tomb, 

Stoop  downward  as  we  run. 

4  Draw  us,  O  God,  with  sovereign  grace, 

And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  see  salvation  nigh. 

556.  S.  M.  Watts. 

Man  hastening  to  the  Grave. 

1  LORD,  what  a  feeble  piece 

Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  't  is, 
That  scarce  deserves  the  name  ! 

2  Alas  !   't  was  brittle  clay 

That  formed  our  body  first ; 
And  every  month,  and  every  day, 
'T  is  mouldering  back  to  dust, 

3  Our  moments  fly  apace  ; 

Nor  will  our  minutes  stay  ; 
Just  like  a  flood  our  hasty  days 
Are  sweeping  us  away. 

4  Then,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We  '11  keep  their  end  in  sight  ; 
We  '11  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 

5  They  '11  waft  us  sooner  o'er 

This  life's  tempestuous  sea  : 
We  soon  shall  reach  the  peaceful  shore 
Of  blest  eternity. 

557.  CM.  W*TT5. 

Life  short,  and  Man  frail. 

1   TEACH  me  the  measure  of  my  days, 
Thou  Maker  of  my  frame  ; 

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I  would  survey  life's  narrow  space, 
And  learn  how  frail  I  am. 

2  A  span  is  all  that  we  can  boast  ; 

How  short  the  fleeting  time  ! 
Man  is  but  vanity  and  dust, 
In  all  his  flower  and  prime. 

3  Some  walk  in  honor's  gaudy  show, 

Some  dig  for  golden  ore  ; 
They  toil  for  heirs,  they  know  not  who, 
And  straight  are  seen  no  more. 

4  What  should  I  wish,  or  wait  for,  then, 

From  creatures,  —  earth  and  dust  ? 
They  make  our  expectations  vain, 
And  disappoint  our  trust. 

5  Now  I  resign  my  earthly  hope, 

My  fond  desire  recall  ; 
I  give  my  mortal  interest  up, 
And  make  my  God  my  all. 

558.  7&6S.  M.  S.F.Smith. 

Life  rapidly  passing  away. 

1  AS  flows  the  rapid  river, 

With  channel  broad  and  free, 
Its  waters  rippling  ever, 

And  hasting  to  the  sea, 
So  life  is  onward  flowing, 

And  days  of  offered  peace, 
And  man  is  swiftly  going 

Where  calls  of  mercy  cease. 

2  As  moons  are  ever  waning, 

As  hastes  the  sun  away, 
As  stormy  winds,  complaining, 

Bring  on  the  wintry  day, 
So  fast  the  night  comes  o'er  us,  — 

The  darkness  of  the  grave  ; 
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And  death  is  just  before  us  : 

God  takes  the  life  he  gave. 
3  Say,  hath  thy  heart  its  treasure 

Laid  up  in  worlds  above  ? 
And  is  it  all  thy  pleasure 

Thy  God  to  praise  and  love  ? 
Beware,  lest  death's  dark  river 

Its  billows  o'er  thee  roll, 
And  thou  lament  for  ever 

The  ruin  of  thy  soul. 

559.  ?  &-  6s'  (Peculiar.)  J.  Barton. 

Life  a  Winter  s  Day. 

1  TIME  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day,  — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  : 
Youth  and  vigor  soon  will  flee, 

Blooming  beauty  lose  its  charms  ; 
All  that  's  mortal  soon  shall  be 

Inclosed  in  death's  cold  arms. 

2  Time  is  winging  us  away 

To  our  eternal  home  ; 
Life  is  but  a  winter's  day,  — 

A  journey  to  the  tomb  ; 
But  the  Christian  shall  enjoy 

Health  and  beauty  soon  above, 
Where  no  worldly  griefs  annoy, 

Secure  in  Jesus'  love. 

560.  S.   M.  Watt.. 

Reflections  on  past  Generations. 
1  HOW  swift  the  torrent  rolls, 
That  bears  us  to  the  sea  ! 
The  tide  which  hurries  thoughtless  souls 
To  vast  eternity  ! 
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2  Our  fathers  !  —  where  are  they, 

With  all  they  called  their  own  ?  — 
Their  joys  and  griefs,  and  hopes  and  cares, 
And  wealth  and  honor  ?  —  gone  ! 

3  God  of  our  fathers  !  hear,  — 

Thou  everlasting  Friend  !  — 
While  we,  as  on  life's  utmost  verge, 
Our  souls  to  thee  commend. 

4  Of  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  footsteps  trace, 
Till  with  them,  in  the  land  of  light, 
We  dwell  before  thy  face. 

561.  CM  J.  Q.  Adams. 

Swiftness  of  Time. 

1  HOW  swift,  alas  !  the  moments  fly  ! 

How  rush  the  years  along  ! 
Scarce  here,  yet  gone  already  by,  — 
The  burden  of  a  song. 

2  See  childhood,  youth,  and  manhood  pass, 

And  age,  with  furrowed  brow  ; 
Time  was,  — time  shall  be,  —  but,  alas  ! 
Where,  where,  in  time,  is  now  ? 

3  Time  is  the  measure  but  of  change  ; 

No  present  hour  is  found  ; 
The  past,  the  future,  fill  the  range 
Of  time's  unceasing  round. 

4  Then,  pilgrim,  let  thy  joys  and  fears 

On  time  no  longer  lean  ; 
But  henceforth  all  thy  hopes  and  fears 
From  earth's  affections  wTean. 

5  To  God  let  grateful  accents  rise  : 

With  truth,  with  virtue,  live ; 
So  all  the  bliss  that  time  denies, 

Eternity  shall  give. 
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562.  L.     M.  LOGAK 

The  Christian  summoned  to  depart. 

1  THE  hour  of  my  departure  's  come  ; 
1  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home  : 
At  last,  O  Lord,  let  trouble  cease, 
And  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

2  The  race  appointed  I  have  run  ; 

The  combat  's  o'er,  the  prize  is  won  ; 
And  now  my  witness  is  on  high, 
And  now  my  record  's  in  the  sky. 

3  I  leave  the  world  without  a  tear, 
Save  for  the  friends  I  held  so  dear  : 
To  heal  their  sorrows,  Lord,  descend, 
And  to  the  friendless  prove  a  friend. 

4  I  come,  I  come  ;  at  thy  command, 
I  give  my  spirit  to  thy  hand  ; 
Stretch  forth  thine  everlasting  arms, 
And  shield  me  in  the  last  alarms. 

5  The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come  ; 
I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home  : 
Now,  O  my  God,  let  trouble  cease  ; 
Now  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

563.  CM.  H    K.  Whitk. 

Journeying  through  Death  to  Life. 

1  THROUGH  sorrow's  night  and  danger's  path, 

Amid  the  deepening  gloom, 
We,  soldiers  of  a  Heavenly  King, 
Are  marching  to  the  lonib. 

2  There,  when  the  turmoil  is  no  more, 

And  all  our  powers  decay, 

Our  cold  remains,  in  solitude, 

Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

3  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 

In  this  our  last  retreat, 
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Unheeded,  o'er  our  silent  dust 

The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 

4  Yet  not  thus  lifeless,  thus  inane, 

The  vital  spark  shall  lie  : 

For  o'er  life's  wreck  that  spark  shall  rise, 

To  seek  its  kindred  sky. 

564.  L.   M.  J.  Tayloe. 

True  Length  of  Life. 

1  LTKE  shadows  gliding  o'er  the  plain, 

Or  clouds  that  roll  successive  on, 
Man's  busy  generations  pass  ; 

And  while  we  gaze,  their  forms  are  gone. 

2  "  He  lived,  —  he  died  "  ;  behold  the  sum, 

The  abstract,  of  th'  historian's  page  ! 
Alike,  in  God's  all-seeing  eye, 

The  infant's  day,  the  patriarch's  age. 

3  O  Father,  in  whose  mighty  hand 

The  boundless  years  and  ages  lie, 
Teach  us  thy  boon  of  life  to  prize, 
And  use  the  moments  as  they  fly  ;  — 

4  To  crowd  the  narrow  span  of  life 

With  wise  designs  and  virtuous  deeds  : 
So  shall  we  wake  from  death's  dark  night, 
To  share  the  glory  that  succeeds. 

565.  C.  H.  M.  J.  Taylor. 

What  is  your  Life  t 

1  O,  WHAT  is  life  ?—  't  is  like  a  flower 

That  blossoms  and  is  gone  ; 
It  flourishes  its  little  hour, 

With  all  its  beauty  on  : 
Death  comes,  and,  like  a  wintry  day, 
It  cuts  the  lovely  flower  away. 

2  O,  what  is  life  ?  —  't  is  like  the  bow 

That  glistens  in  the  sky  : 
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We  love  to  see  its  colors  glow  ; 

But,  while  we  look,  they  die  : 
Life  fails  as  soon  :  —  to-day  't  is  here  ; 
To-morrow  it  may  disappear. 
3  Lord,  what  is  life  ?  —  if  spent  with  thee, 

In  humble  praise  and  prayer, 
How  long  or  short  our  life  may  be, 

We  feel  no  anxious  care  : 
Though  life  depart,  our  joys  shall  last 
When  life  and  all  its  joys  are  past. 

566.  c.  M.  heber. 

Maris  Mortality. 

1  BENEATH  our  feet  and  o'er  our  head 

Is  equal  warning  given  ; 
Beneath  us  lie  the  countless  dead, 
Above  us  is  the  heaven. 

2  Their  names  are  graven  on  the  stone, 

Their  bones  are  in  the  clay  ; 
And  ere  another  day  is  done, 
Ourselves  may  be  as  they. 

3  Death  rides  on  every  passing  breeze  ; 

He  lurks  in  every  flower  ; 
Each  season  has  its  own  disease, 
Its  peril  every  hour. 

4  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  rosy  light 

Of  youth's  soft  cheek  decay, 
And  fate  descend  in  sudden  night 
On  manhood's  middle  day  ;  — 

5  Our  eyes  have  seen  the  steps  of  age 

Halt  feebly  towards  the  tomb  ;  — 
And  yet  shall  earth  our  hearts  engage, 
And  dreams  of  days  to  come  ? 

6  Turn,  mortal,  turn  ;  thy  danger  know ; 

Where'er  thy  foot  can  tread, 
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The  earth  rings  hollow  from  below, 
And  warns  thee  of  her  dead  ! 

567.  L.    M.  Watts. 

Life. 

1  LIFE  is  the  time  to  serve  the  Lord,  — 
The  time  t'  insure  the  great  reward ; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
To  thee  the  sinner  may  return. 

2  Life  is  the  hour  that  thou  hast  given 
To  fit  us  for  the  joys  of  heaven  ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may 
Secure  the  blessings  of  the  day. 

3  Then  the  great  work  we  have  to  do, 

Let  us,  with  all  our  might,  pursue ;  / 

And  wisely  every  hour  employ, 
Till  faith  and  hope  are  lost  in  joy. 

568.  8  &  4s.  M.  Anonymous. 

Vanity  of  the  World. 

1  ALAS  !  how  poor  and  little  worth 
Are  all  those  glittering  toys  of  earth 

That  lure  us  here  !  — 
Dreams  of  a  sleep  that  death  must  break  : 
Alas  !  before  it  bids  us  wake, 

They  disappear. 

2  Where  is  the  strength  that  spurned  decay, 
The  step  that  rolled  so  light  and  gay,  i 

The  heart's  blithe  tone  ? 
The  strength  is  gone,  the  step  is  slow, 
And  joy  grows  weariness  and  woe 

When  age  comes  on. 

3  Our  birth  is  but  a  starting-place  ; 
Life  is  the  running  of  the  race, 

And  death  the  goal  :  • 
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There  all  those  glittering  toys  are  brought  ; 
That  path  alone,  of  all  unsought, 

Is  found  of  all. 
4  O,  let  the  soul  its  slumbers  break, 
Arouse  its  senses,  and  awake 

To  see  how  soon 
Life,  like  its  glories,  glides  away, 
And  the  stern  footsteps  of  decay 

Come  stealing  on. 

569.  C.     M.  COWPER. 

Human  Frailty. 

1  WEAK  and  irresolute  is  man  : 

The  purpose  of  to-day, 
Woven  with  pains  into  his  plan, 
To-morrow  rends  away. 

2  Some  foe  to  his  upright  intent 

Finds  out  his  weaker  part  ; 
Virtue  engages  his  assent, 
But  pleasure  wins  his  heart. 

3  Bound  on  a  voyage  of  awful  length, 

Through  dangers  little  known, 
A  stranger  to  superior  strength, 
Man  vainly  trusts  his  own. 

4  But  oars  alone  can  ne'er  prevail 

To  reach  the  distant  coast ; 
The  breath  of  heaven  must  swell  the  sail, 
Or  all  the  toil  is  lost. 

570.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Frail  Life  and  succeeding  Eternity. 

1  THEE  we  adore,  Eternal  Name, 

And  humbly  own  to  thee 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame, 
What  dying  worms  are  we. 

2  Our  wasting  lives  grow  shorter  still, 

As  montht  and  days  increase  ; 
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And  every  beating  pulse  we  tell 
Leaves  but  the  number  less. 

3  The  year  rolls  round,  and  steals  away 

The  breath  that  first  it  gave  ; 
Whate'er  we  do,  where'er  we  be, 
We  're  travelling  to  the  grave. 

4  Dangers  stand  thick  through  all  the  ground, 

To  push  us  to  the  tomb  ; 
And  fierce  diseases  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

5  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowsy  sense, 

To  walk  this  dangerous  road  ; 

And,  if  our  souls  are  hurried  hence, 

May  they  be  found  with  God  ! 

571#  US.     M.  MUHLENBURG. 

/  would  not  live  alway. 

I  WOULD  not  live  alway  ;  I  ask  not  to  stay 
Where  storm  after  storm  rises  dark  o'er  the  way  : 
I  would  not  live  alway  ;  no,  welcome  the  tomb  ; 
Since  Jesus  hath  lain  there,  I  dread  not  its  gloom. 
Who,  who  would  live  alway,  awTay  from  his  God, 
Away  from  yon  heaven,  that  blissful  abode, 
Where  the    rivers  of  pleasure  flow  o'er    the    bright 

plains, 
And  the  noontide  of  glory  eternally  reigns  ?  — 
Where  the  saints  of  all  ages  in  harmony  meet, 
Their  Saviour  and  brethren  transported  to  greet, 
While  the  anthems  of  rapture  unceasingly  roll, 
And  the  smile  of  the  Lord  is  the  life  of  the  soul  ! 

572.  P.    M.  Pope. 

The  dying  Christian  to  his  Soul. 

1  VITAL  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 
Quit,  O,  quit  this  mortal  frame  ! 
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Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying, 
O,  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 

2  Hark  !  they  whisper  !  angels  say, 
"  Sister  spirit,  come  away." 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite, 
Steals  my  senses,  shuts  my  sight, 
Drowns  my  spirit,  draws  my  breath  ? 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 

3  The  world  recedes  ;  it  disappears  ; 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes  ;  my  ears 
With  sounds  seraphic  ring. 

Lend,  lend  your  wings  !  I  mount,  I  fly  ! 
O  Grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 
O  Death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

O  4  0#  *s*  "*■*  Montgomery. 

The  Summons. 

.    1   "  SPIRIT,  leave  thy  house  of  clay  ; 

Lingering  dust,  resign  thy  breath  ; 
Spirit,  cast  thy  chains  awTay  ; 

Dust,  be  thou  dissolved  in  death  ": 
Thus  the  blessed  Saviour  speaks, 

While  the  faithful  Christian  dies  ; 
Thus  the  bonds  of  life  he  breaks, 

And  the  ransomed  captive  flies. 
2  "  Prisoner,  long  detained  below, 

Prisoner  now  with  freedom  blest, 
Welcome  from  a  world  of  woe  ; 

Welcome  to  a  land  of  rest  "  : 
Thus  the  choir  of  angels  sing, 

As  they  bear  the  soul  on  high, 
While  with  hallelujahs  ring 

All  the  regions  of  the  sky. 
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574.  CM.  Watts. 

Meditation  on  the  Tomb. 

1  HARK  !  from  the  tombs  a  warning  sound  ; 

My  ears,  attend  the  cry  :  — 
"  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
Where  you  must  shortly  lie. 

2  M  Princes,  this  clay  must  be  your  bed, 

In  spite  of  all  your  towers  ; 
The  tall,  the  wise,  the  reverend  head 
Must  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God,  is  this  our  certain  doom  ? 

And  are  we  still  secure  ?  — 
Still  walking  downward  to  the  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more  ? 

4  Grant  us  the  power  of  quickening  grace, 

To  fit  our  souls  to  fly  ; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  flesh, 
We  '11  rise  above  the  sky. 

575.  L.    M.  BR0W5Z. 

Fear  of  Death  overcome. 

1  I  CANNOT  shun  the  stroke  of  death  ; 

Lord,  help  me  to  surmount  the  fear  ; 
That,  when  I  must  resign  my  breath, 
Serene  my  summons  I  may  hear. 

2  'T  is  sin  gives  venom  to  the  dart  ; 

In  me  let  every  sin  be  slain  ; 
From  secret  faults,  Lord,  cleanse  my  heart, 
From  wilful  sins  my  hands  restrain. 

3  May  I,  my  God,  with  holy  zeal, 

Closely  the  ends  of  life  pursue, 
Seek  thy  whole  pleasure  to  fulfil, 
And  honor  thee  in  all  I  do. 

4  Let  all  my  bliss  and  treasure  lie 

Where,  in  thy  light,  I  light  may  see  ; 
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The  soul  may  freely  dare  to  die, 
That  longs  to  be  possessed  of  thee. 

576.  8  &,  4s.  M.  Montgomery. 

The  Grave. 

1  THERE  is  a  calm  for  those  who  weep, 

A  rest  for  weary  pilgrims  found  : 
They  softly  lie  and  sweetly  sleep, 
Low  in  the  ground. 

2  The  storm  that  sweeps  the  wintry  sky 

No  more  disturbs  their  deep  repose, 
Than  summer  evening's  latest  sigh, 
That  shuts  the  rose. 

3  Then,  traveller  in  the  vale  of  tears 

To  realms  of  everlasting  light, 
Through  time's  dark  wilderness  of  years 
Pursue  thy  flight. 

4  Thy  soul,  renewed  by  grace  divine, 

In  God's  own  image,  freed  from  clay, 
In  heaven's  eternal  sphere  shall  shine, 
A  star  of  day. 

577.  7    &  4s.  M.  Mrs.  Gilbert. 
Prayer  for  Support  in  Death. 

1  WHEN  the  vale  of  death  appears, 

Faint  and  cold  this  mortal  clay, 
O  my  Father,  soothe  my  fears, 

Light  me  through  the  gloomy  way  ; 

Break  the  shadows, 
Usher  in  eternal  day  ;  — 

2  Upward  from  this  dying  state 

Bid  my  waiting  soul  aspire  ; 
Open  thou  the  crystal  gate  ; 
To  thy  praise  attune  my  lyre  : 

Then,  triumphant, 
I  will  join  th'  immortal  choir. 
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5T8»  6  &    5s.    M.  Anonymous. 

The  Knell  of  Death. 

1  THROUGH  the  night-air  stealing, 
Hark  !  the  bell  is  pealing 

Mournfully  and  slow  ; 
Rest  to  the  soul  departed, 
Peace  to  the  broken-hearted, 

In  this  vale  of  woe. 

2  Say,  for  whom  thou  ringest, 
Say,  if  to  him  thou  bringest 

Hopes  beyond  the  tomb  ; 
Or  if  the  sound  appalls  hirn, 
When  death's  summons  calls  him 

To  uncertain  doom. 

579.  CM.  CoLLYM. 

Prayer  for  Support  in  Death. 

1  WHEN,  bending  o'er  the  brink  of  life, 

My  trembling  soul  shall  stand, 
And  wait  to  pass  death's  awful  flood, 
Great  God,  at  thy  command, — 

2  Thou  Source  of  life  and  joy  supreme, 

Whose  arm  alone  can  save, 
Dispel  the  darkness  that  surrounds 
The  entrance  to  the  grave. 

3  Lay  thy  supporting,  gentle  hand 

Beneath  my  sinking  head, 
And  let  a  beam  of  light  divine 
Illume  my  dying  bed. 

580.  L-  M.  r.hill. 

Prayer  for  the  Dying  Christian. 

1  GENTLY,  my  Father,  let  me  down, 
To  slumber  in  the  arms  of  death  : 
I  rest  my  soul  on  thee  alone, 
E'en  till  my  last  expiring  breath. 
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2  Soon  will  the  storms  of  life  be  o'er, 

And  I  shall  enter  endless  rest  : 
There  I  shall  live  to  sin  no  more, 
And  bless  thy  name,  for  ever  blest. 

3  Bid  me  possess  sweet  peace  within  ; 

Let  childlike  patience  keep  my  heart ; 
Then  shall  I  feel  my  heaven  begin, 
Before  my  spirit  hence  depart. 

4  Hasten  thy  chariot,  God  of  love  ! 

And  take  me  from  this  world  of  woe, 
I  long  to  reach  those  joys  above, 
And  bid  farewell  to  all  below. 

5  There  shall  my  raptured  spirit  raise 

Still  louder  notes  than  angels  sing,  — 
Extol  the  riches  of  thy  grace, 

My  God,  my  Father,  and  my  King. 

581.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Rest  in  Heaven  from  Sin  and  Trouble. 

1  OUR  sins,  alas  !  how  strong  they  be  ! 

And,  like  a  raging  flood, 
They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  force  us  from  our  God. 

2  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rise  ! 

How  loud  the  tempests  roar  ! 
But  death  shall  land  our  weary  souls 
Safe  on  the  heavenly  shore. 

3  Fulfilling  there  his  high  commands, 

Our  cheerful  feet  shall  move  ; 
No  sins  shall  clog  our  active  zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 

4  We  there  shall  ever  sing  and  tell 

The  wonders  of  his  grace, 
While  heavenly  raptures  fire  our  hearts, 
And  smile  in  every  face. 
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582.  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

Home  in  Heaven. 

1  MY  Father's  house  on  high  ! 

Home  of  my  soul  !  how  near, 
At  times,  to  faith's  foreseeing  eye 
Thy  golden  gates  appear  ! 

2  I  hear  at  morn  and  even, 

At  noon  and  midnight  hour, 
The  choral  harmonies  of  heaven 
Seraphic  music  pour. 

3  O,  then  my  spirit  faints 

To  reach  the  land  I  love,  — 
The  bright  inheritance  of  saints, 
My  glorious  home  above. 

583.  C.    M.  Barbauld. 

The  Pilgrimage  of  Life. 

1  OUR  country  is  Immanuel's  ground  ; 

We  seek  that  promised  soil  ; 
The  songs  of  Zion  cheer  our  hearts, 
While  strangers  here  we  toil. 

2  Oft  do  our  eyes  with  joy  o'erflow, 

And  oft  are  bathed  in  tears  ; 
Yet  naught  but  heaven  our  hopes  can  raise, 
And  naught  but  sin  our  fears. 

3  We  tread  the  path  our  Master  trod  ; 

We  bear  the  cross  he  bore  ; 
And  every  thorn  that  wounds  our  feet, 
His  temples  pierced  before. 

4  Our  powers  are  oft  dissolved  away 

In  ecstasies  of  love  ; 
And  while  our  bodies  wander  here, 

Our  souls  are  fixed  above. 
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5  We  purge  our  mortal  dross  away, 
Refining  as  we  run  ; 
But  while  we  die  to  earth  and  sense, 
Our  heaven  is  here  begun. 

584«  L.  M.  6  L.       Christian  Psalmist. 

Foretaste  of  Heaven. 

1  WHAT  must  it  be  to  dwell  above, 

At  God's  right  hand,  where  Jesus  reigns, 
Since  the  sweet  earnest  of  his  love 

O'ervvhelms  us  on  these  earthly  plains  ! 
No  heart  can  think,  no  tongue  explain, 
What  bliss  it  is  with  Christ  to  reign. 

2  When  sin  no  more  obstructs  our  sight, 

When  sorrow  pains  our  hearts  no  more, 
How  shall  we  view  the  Prince  of  Light 

And  all  his  works  of  grace  explore  ! 
What  heights  and  depths  of  love  divine 
Will  there  through  endless  ages  shine  ! 

3  This  is  the  heaven  I  long  to  know  ; 

For  this,  with  patience,  I  would  wait, 
Till,  weaned  from  earth,  and  all  below, 

I  mount  to  my  celestial  seat, 
And  wave  my  palm,  and  wear  my  crown, 
And,  with  the  elders,  cast  them  down. 

585.  C.  M.  T.Moore. 

Heaven  desired. 

1  THE  dove  let  loose  in  eastern  skies, 

Returning  fondly  home, 
Ne'er  stoops  to  earth  her  wing,  nor  flies, 
Where  idle  warblers  roam  ;  — 

2  But  high  she  shoots  through  air  and  light, 

Above  all  low  delay, 
Where  nothing  earthly  bounds  her  flight, 
Nor  shadow  dims  her  way. 
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3  So  grant  me,  Lord,  from  every  snare 

Of  sinful  passion  free, 
Aloft,  through  faith's  serener  air, 
To  urge  my  course  to  thee  ;  — 

4  No  sin  to  cloud,  no  lure  to  stay 

My  soul,  as  home  she  springs, 
Thy  sunshine  on  her  joyful  Fay, 
Thy  freedom  on  her  wings. 

586.  8  &,  7S.  M.  6  L.  Kelly. 

Close  of  the  Christian  Warfare. 

1  WHEN  we  pass  through  yonder  river, 

When  we  reach  the  farther  shore, 
There  's  an  end  of  war  for  ever  ; 

We  shall  see  our  foes  no  more  : 
All  our  conflicts  then  shall  cease, 
Followed  by  eternal  peace. 

2  After  warfare,  rest  is  pleasant  : 

O,  how  sweet  the  prospect  is  ! 
Though  we  toil  and  strive  at  present, 

Let  us  not  repine  at  this  : 
Toil,  and  pain,  and  conflict  past, 
All  endear  repose  at  last. 

3  When  we  gain  the  heavenly  regions, 

When  we  touch  the  heavenly  shore,  — 
Blessed  thought  !  —  no  hostile  legions 

Can  alarm  or  trouble  more  : 
Far  beyond  the  reach  of  foes, 
We  shall  dwell  in  sweet  repose. 

4  O,  that  hope  !  how  bright,  how  glorious  ! 

'T  is  his  people's  blest  reward  ; 
In  the  Saviour's  strength  victorious, 

They  at  length  behold  their  Lord  : 
In  his  kingdom  they  shall  rest, 
In  his  love  be  fully  blest. 
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587.  L.  M.  Watts. 

The  Christian  s  Prospect. 

1  WHAT  sinners  value  I  resign  ; 
Lord,  't  is  enough  that  thou  art  mine  ; 
I  shall  behold  thy  blissful  face, 

And  stand  complete  in  righteousness. 

2  This  life  's  a  dream,  —  an  empty  show  ; 
But  that  bright  world  to  which  I  go 
Hath  joys  substantial  and  sincere  : 
When  shall  I  wake,  and  find  me  there  ? 

3  O,  glorious  hour  !  O,  blest  abode  ! 
I  shall  be  near  and  like  my  God, 
And  flesh  and  sin  no  more  control 
The  sacred  pleasures  of  my  soul. 

4  My  flesh  shall  slumber  in  the  ground 
Till  the  last  trumpet's  joyful  sound, 
Then  burst  the  chains,  with  glad  surprise, 
And  in  my  Saviour's  image  rise. 

588*  ^'  ***■'  Christian  Psalmist. 

The  Society  of  Heaven. 

1  JERUSALEM  !  my  glorious  home  ! 

Name  ever  dear  to  me  ! 
When  shall  my  labors  have  an  end 
In  joy,  and  peace,  and  thee  ? 

2  When  shall  these  eyes  thy  heaven-built  walls 

And  pearly  gates  behold  ? 
Thy  bulwarks,  with  salvation  strong, 
And  streets  of  shining  gold  ? 

3  There  happier  bowers  than  Eden's  bloom, 

Nor  sin  nor  sorrow  know  : 
Blest  seats  !  through  rude  and  stormy  scenes 
I  onward  press  to  you. 

4  Why  should  I  shrink  at  pain  and  woe  ? 

Or  feel  at  death  dismay  ? 
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I  've  Canaan's  goodly  land  in  view, 
And  realms  of  endless  day. 

5  Apostles,  martyrs,  prophets,  there, 

Around  my  Saviour  stand  ; 
And  soon  my  friends  in  Christ  below 
Will  join  the  glorious  band. 

6  Jerusalem  !  my  glorious  home  ! 

My  soul  still  pants  for  thee  ; 
Then  shall  my  labors  have  an  end, 
When  I  thy  joys  shall  see. 

589.  L.  M.  Peabodt. 

Heaven. 

1  O,  WHEN  the  hours  of  life  are  past, 
And  death's  dark  shade  arrives  at  last,  — 
It  is  not  sleep,  —  it  is  not  rest,  — 

'T  is  glory  opening  to  the  blest. 

2  Their  way  to  heaven  was  pure  from  sin, 
And  Christ  shall  there  receive  them  in  ; 
There  each  shall  wear  a  robe  of  light 
Like  his,  divinely  fair  and  bright. 

3  There  parted  hearts  again  shall  meet 
In  union  holy,  calm,  and  sweet  ; 
There  grief  find  rest,  and  never  more 
Shall  sorrow  call  them  to  deplore. 

4  There  angels  will  unite  their  prayers 
With  spirits  bright  and  blest  as  theirs, 
And  light  shall  glance  on  every  crown, 
From  suns  that  never  more  go  down. 

5  For  there  the  God  of  mercy  sheds 
His  purest  influence  on  their  heads, 
And  gilds  the  spirits  round  the  throae 
With  glory  radiant  as  his  own. 

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590.  C.  M.  Watts. 

A  Prospect  of  Heaven. 

1  THERE  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  ; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never-withering  flowers  : 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 

3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  swelling  flood 

Stand  dressed  in  living  green  : 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  stood, 
And  Jordan  rolled  between. 

4  But  timorous  mortals  start  and  shrink, 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea  ; 
And  linger  shivering  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 

5  O,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove,  — 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise,  — 
And  see  the  Canaan  that  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes, — 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er,  — 
Not  Jordan's  stream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  shore. 

591.  7s.  M.  Raffles. 
The  Saints  in  Glory. 

1  HIGH,  in  yonder  realms  of  light, 

Dwell  the  raptured  saints  above, 
Far  beyond  our  feeble  sight, 
Happy  in  Immanuel's  love. 

2  Pilgrims  in  this  vale  of  tears, 

Once  they  knew,  like  us  below, 
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Gloomy  doubts,  distressing  fears, 
Torturing  pain,  and  heavy  woe. 

3  Happy  spirits,  ye  are  fled 

Where  no  grief  can  entrance  find, 
Lulled  to  rest  the  aching  head, 
Soothed  the  anguish  of  the  mind. 

4  'Mid  the  chorus  of  the  skies, 

'Mid  th'  angelic  lyres  above, 
Hark  !  their  songs  melodious  rise,  — 
Songs  of  praise  to  Jesus'  love. 

592.  C-     M'  STEN5ETT. 

Heaven  in  Prospect. 

1  ON  Jordan's  stormy  banks  I  stand, 

And  cast  a  wishful  eye 
To  Canaan's  fair  and  happy  land, 
Where  my  possessions  lie. 

2  O,  the  transporting,  rapturous  scene 

That  rises  to  my  sight  !  — 
Sweet  fields,  arrayed  in  living  green, 
And  rivers  of  delight. 

3  No  chilling  winds,  nor  poisonous  breath, 

Can  reach  that  healthful  shore  ; 
Sickness  and  sorrow,  pain  and  death, 
Are  felt  and  feared  no  more. 

4  When  shall  I  reach  that  happy  place, 

And  be  for  ever  blest  ? 
When  shall  I  see  my  Father's  face, 
And  in  his  bosom  rest  ? 

5  Filled  with  delight,  my  raptured  soul 

Would  here  no  longer  stay  ; 
Though  Jordan's  waves  should  round  me  roll, 
I  'd  fearless  launch  away. 
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593.  CM.  Sir  J.  E.  Smith. 

The  Changes  of  Nature  Types  of  Immortality. 

1  AS  twilight's  gradual  veil  is  spread 

Across  the  evening  sky  ; 
So  man's  bright  hours  decline  in  shade, 
And  mortal  comforts  die. 

2  The  bloom  of  spring,  the  summer  rose, 

In  vain  pale  winter  brave  ; 
Nor  youth,  nor  age,  nor  wisdom  knows 
A  ransom  from  the  grave. 

3  But  morning  dawns,  and  spring  revives, 

And  genial  hours  return  ; 
So  man's  immortal  soul  survives, 
And  scorns  the  mouldering  urn. 

4  When  this  vain  scene  no  longer  charms, 

Or  swiftly  fades  away, 
He  sinks  into  a  Father's  arms, 
Nor  dreads  the  coming  day. 

594.  C    M.  Steele. 

Glories  of  Heaven. 

1  FAR  from  these  narrow  scenes  of  night, 

Unbounded  glories  rise, 
And  realms  of  joy  and  pure  delight, 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  Fair,  distant  land  !  —  could  mortal  eyes 

But  half  its  charms  explore, 
How  would  our  spirits  long  to  rise, 
And  dwell  on  earth  no  more  ! 

3  No  cloud  those  blissful  regions  know, — 

Realms  ever  bright  and  fair ; 
For  sin,  the  source  of  mortal  woe, 
Can  never  enter  there. 

4  O,  may  the  heavenly  prospect  fire 

Our  hearts  with  ardent  love, 
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Till  wings  of  faith,  and  strong  desire, 

Bear  every  thought  above. 
5  Prepare  us,  Lord,  by  grace  divine, 

For  thy  bright  courts  on  high  ; 
Then  bid  our  spirits  rise  and  join 

The  chorus  of  the  sky. 

595.  L.  M.  Steele. 

The  Worship  of  Heaven. 

1  O,  FOR  a  sweet,  inspiring  ray, 

To  animate  our  feeble  strains, 
From  the  bright  realms  of  endless  day, 
The  blissful  realms  where  Jesus  reigns. 

2  There,  low  before  his  glorious  throne, 

Adoring  saints  and  angels  fall  ; 
And,  with  delightful  worship,  own 

His  smile  their  bliss,  their  heaven,  their  all. 

3  Immortal  glories  crown  his  head, 

While  tuneful  hallelujahs  rise, 
And  love,  and  joy,  and  triumph  spread 
Through  all  th'  assemblies  of  the  skies. 

4  He  smiles,  —  and  seraphs  tune  their  songs 

To  boundless  rapture,  while  they  gaze  ; 
Ten  thousand  thousand  joyful  tongues 
Resound  his  everlasting  praise. 

5  There  all  the  followers  of  the  Lamb 

Shall  join  at  last  the  heavenly  choir  ; 
O,  may  the  joy-inspiring  theme 
Awake  our  faith  and  warm  desire. 

590*  S*  M*  Montgomery. 

The  Issues  of  Life  and  Death. 

1   O,  WHERE  shall  rest  be  found,  — 
Rest  for  the  weary  soul  ? 
'T  were  vain  the  ocean  depths  to  sound, 
Or  pierce  to  either  pole. 
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2  The  world  can  never  give 

The  bliss  for  which  we  sigh  ; 
'T  is  not  the  whole  of  life  to  live, 
Nor  all  of  death  to  die. 

3  Beyond  this  vale  of  tears, 

There  is  a  life  above, 
Unmeasured  by  the  flight  of  years  ; 
And  all  that  life  is  love  :  — 

4  There  is  a  death,  whose  pang 

Outlasts  the  fleeting  breath  ; 
O,  what  appalling  horrors  hang 
Around  the  "  second  death  "  ! 

5  Lord  God  of  truth  and  grace  ! 

Teach  us  that  death  to  shun, 
Lest  we  be  banished  from  thy  face, 
And  utterly  undone. 

6  Here  would  we  end  our  quest  ; 

Alone  are  found  in  thee 
The  life  of  perfect  love,  —  the  rest 
Of  immortality. 

59  T»  7s.    M.  Montgomery. 

The  Redeemed  in  Heaven. 

1  WHO  are  these  in  bright  array, 

This  exulting,  happy  throng, 
Round  the  altar,  night  and  day, 

Hymning  one  triumphant  song  ?  — 
"  Worthy  is  the  Lamb,  once  slain, 

Blessing,  honor,  glory,  power, 
Wisdom,  riches,  to  obtain, 

New  dominion  every  hour." 

2  These  through  fiery  trials  trod  ; 

These  from  great  affliction  came ; 
Now,  before  the  throne  of  God, 
Sealed  with  his  almighty  name, 
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• 

Clad  in  raiment  pure  and  white, 

Victor-palms  in  every  hand, 
Through  their  great  Redeemer's  might, 

More  than  conquerors  they  stand. 

3  Hunger,  thirst,  disease,  unknown, 

On  immortal  fruits  they  feed  ; 
Them  the  Lamb,  amidst  the  throne, 

Shall  to  living  fountains  lead  ; 
Joy  and  gladness  banish  sighs  ; 

Perfect  love  dispels  all  fears  ; 
And  for  ever  from  their  eyes 

God  shall  wipe  away  their  tears. 

598.  L-  M.  6l.  hebek. 

The  visible  World  a  Shadow  of  the  invisible. 

1  I  PRAISED  the  earth  in  beauty  seen, 
With  garlands  gay,  of  various  green  ; 

I  praised  the  sea,  whose  ample  field 
Shone  glorious  as  a  silver  shield  ; 
And  earth  and  ocean  seemed  to  say, 
"  Our  beauties  are  but  for  a  day." 

2  I  praised  the  sun,  whose  chariot  rolled 
On  wheels  of  amber  and  of  gold  ; 

I  praised  the  moon,  whose  softer  eye 
Gleamed  sweetly  through  the  summer  sky  ; 
And  moon  and  sun  in  answer  said, 
"  Our  years  are  told,  when  we  must  fade." 

3  O  God  !  O  good  beyond  compare  ! 
If  thus  thy  meaner  works  are  fair,  — 
If  thus  thy  bounties  gild  the  span 

Of  sinful  earth  and  mortal  man,  — 
How  glorious  must  thy  mansion  be 
Where  thy  redeemed  shall  dwell  with  thee  ! 
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599.  C.    M.  Watts. 

Death  and  immediate  Glory. 

1  THERE  is  a  house  not  made  with  hands, 

Eternal  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  my  spirit  waiting  stands, 
Till  God  shall  bid  it  fly. 

2  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come  ; 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word  ; 
But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 
We  're  absent  from  the  Lord. 

3  Shortly  this  prison  of  my  clay 

Must  be  dissolved  and  fall  ; 

Then,  O  my  soul,  with  joy  obey 

Thy  Heavenly  Father's  call. 

600.  C.    M.  COWPER. 

The  Christian  in  the  Prospect  of  Death. 

1  O,  MOST  delightful  hour  by  man 

Experienced  here  below, 
The  hour  that  terminates  his  span, 
His  folly,  and  his  woe. 

2  Worlds  should  not  bribe  me  back  to  tread 

Again  life's  dreary  waste, 
To  see  again  my  day  o'erspread 
With  all  the  gloomy  past. 

3  My  home  henceforth  is  in  the  skies ; 

Earth,  seas,  and  sun,  adieu  ! 
All  heaven  unfolded  to  my  eyes, 
I  have  no  sight  for  you. 

4  So  speaks  the  Christian,  firm  possessed 

Of  faith's  supporting  rod, 
Then  breathes  his  soul  into  its  rest, 
The  bosom  of  his  God. 
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60  !•  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

Heaven  and  Earth. 

1  BEHOLD  yon  bright  array 

Before  the  heavenly  throne  ! 
There  young  nor  old,  there  rich  nor  poor, 
There  bond  nor  free,  are  known 

2  At  once  they  strike  their  lyres  ; 

At  once  break  off,  —  and  all, 
With  trembling  joy  and  silent  love, 
In  adoration  fall. 

3  Whate'er  their  lot  below, 

As  fellow-heirs  of  bliss, 
In  heaven  their  services  are  one  : 
Let  earth  be  heaven  in  this. 

4  As  brethren  so  may  we 

Worship  with  one  accord  ; 
In  stillness  wait,  in  prayer  bow  down, 
And  bless  and  praise  the  Lord. 

5  As  pilgrims  on  the  way, 

God's  earthly  courts  we  fill  ; 
And  travel  on  from  strength  to  strength, 
Abreast,  to  Zion's  hill. 

6  There  may  our  spirits  meet, 

When  faith  is  changed  to  sight, 
Where  God  the  Lord  himself  shall  be 
The  temple,  life,  and  light. 

602.  S.    M.  R.  Palmer. 

Heavenly  Rest. 

1  AND  is  there,  Lord,  a  rest 

For  weary  souls  designed, 
Where  not  a  care  shall  stir  the  breast, 
Or  sorrow  entrance  find  ? 

2  Is  there  a  blissful  home, 

Where  kindred  minds  shall  meet, 
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And  live  and  love,  nor  ever  roam 
From  that  serene  retreat  ? 

3  For  ever  blessed  they, 

Whose  joyful  feet  shall  stand, 
While  endless  ages  waste  away, 
Amid  that  glorious  land. 

4  My  soul  would  thither  tend, 

While  toilsome  years  are  given  ; 
Then  let  me,  gracious  God,  ascend 
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TIAN FELLOWSHIP. 

603.  S.    M.  Watts. 

Gospel  Order. 

1  FAR  as  thy  name  is  known 

The  world  declares  thy  praise  ; 
Thy  saints,  O  Lord,  before  thy  throne, 
Their  songs  of  honor  raise. 

2  With  joy  thy  people  stand 

On  Zion's  chosen  hill, 
Proclaim  the  wonders  of  thy  hand, 
And  counsels  of  thy  will. 

3  Let  strangers  walk  around 

The  city  where  we  dwell, 
Survey  with  care  thine  holy  ground, 
And  mark  the  building  well, — 

4  The  order  of  thy  house, 

The  worship  of  thy  court, 
The  cheerful  songs,  the  solemn  vows, 
And  make  a  fair  report. 
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5  How  decent,  and  how  wise  ! 

How  glorious  to  behold  ! 
Beyond  the  pomp  that  charms  the  eyes, 
And  rites  adorned  with  gold. 

6  The  God  we  worship  now 

Will  guide  us  till  we  die,  — 
Will  be  our  God  while  here  below, 
And  ours  above  the  sky. 

604:«  C.  M.  Montgomery. 

Saints  on  Earth  and  in  Heaven. 

1  IN  one  fraternal  bond  of  love, 

One  fellowship  of  mind, 
The  saints  below  and  saints  above 
Their  bliss  and  glory  find. 

2  Here,  in  their  house  of  pilgrimage, 

Thy  statutes  are  their  song  ; 
There,  through  one  bright  eternal  age, 
Thy  praises  they  prolong. 

3  Lord,  may  our  union  form  a  part 

Of  that  thrice  happy  whole, 
Derive  its  pulse  from  thee,  the  heart, 
Its  life  from  thee,  the  soul. 

605.  CM.  C.Wesley. 

Union  of  Saints  in  Heaven  and  on  Earth. 

1  COME,  let  us  join  our  friends  above, 

Who  have  obtained  the  prize, 
And  on  the  eagle  wings  of  love 
To  joy  celestial  rise. 

2  Let  saints  below  in  concert  sing 

With  those  to  glory  gone ; 
For  all  the  servants  of  our  King 
In  heaven  and  earth  are  one. 

3  E'en  now  to  their  eternal  home 

Some  happy  spirits  fly  ; 
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And  we  are  to  the  margin  come, 
And  soon  expect  to  die. 
4  O  God,  be  thou  our  constant  guide ! 
Then,  when  the  word  is  given, 
Bid  death's  cold  flood  its  waves  divide, 
And  land  us  safe  in  heaven. 

606.  8  &  7s.  M.  Newton. 
Tlie  Church  God's  chosen  Residence. 

1  GLORIOUS  things  of  thee  are  spoken, 

Zion,  city  of  our  God  ; 
He  whose  word  can  ne'er  be  broken 
Chose  thee  for  his  own  abode. 

2  Lord,  thy  church  is  still  thy  dwelling, 

Still  is  precious  in  thy  sight, 
Judah's  temple  far  excelling, 
Beaming  with  the  gospel's  light. 

3  On  the  Rock  of  Ages  founded, 

What  can  shake  her  sure  repose  ? 
With  salvation's  wall  surrounded, 
She  can  smile  at  all  her  foes. 

4  See,  the  streams  of  living  waters, 

Springing  from  eternal  love, 
Well  supply  her  sons  and  daughters, 
And  all  fear  of  want  remove. 

5  Round  her  habitation  hovering, 

See  the  cloud  and  fire  appear, 
For  a  glory  and  a  covering, 
Showing  that  the  Lord  is  near. 

607.  lis.    M.  Anonymous. 

The  Church  victorious. 

\  DAUGHTER  of  Zion,  awake  from  thy  sadness  ; 
Awake,  for  thy  foes  shall  oppress  thee  no  more  : 
Bright  o'er  thy  hills  dawns  the  daystar  of  gladness  ; 
Arise,  for  the  night  of  thy  sorrow  is  o'er. 
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2  Strong  were  thy  foes  ;  but  the  arm  that  subdued  them, 

And  scattered  their  legions,  was  mightier  far  ; 
They  fled  like  the  chaff  from  the  scourge  that  pursued 
them  ; 
Vain  were  their  steeds  and  their  chariots  of  war. 

3  Daughter  of  Zion,  the  power  that  hath  saved  thee 

Extolled  with  the  harp  and  the  timbrel  should  be  ; 
Shout,  for  the  foe  is  destroyed  that  enslaved  thee  ; 
Th'  oppressor  is  vanquished,  and  Zion  is  free. 

60  8»  C.  M.  Frothingham. 

The  Church. 

1  O  LORD  of  life,  and  truth,  and  grace,     . 

Ere  nature  was  begun  ! 
Make  welcome  to  our  erring  race 
Thy  Spirit  and  thy  Son. 

2  We  hail  the  church  built  high  o'er  all 

The  heathen's  rage  and  scoff ; 
Thy  providence  its  fenced  wall,  — 
"  The  Lamb  the  light  thereof." 

3  Thy  Christ  hath  reached  his  heavenly  seat 

Through  sorrows  and  through  scars  ; 
The  golden  lamps  are  at  his  feet, 
And  in  his  hand  the  stars. 

4  O,  may  he  walk  among  us  here, 

With  his  rebuke  and  love ; 
A  brightness  o'er  this  lower  sphere, 
A  ray  from  worlds  above. 

609.  C.  M.  Beddome. 

The  Church  Triumphant. 

1  A  HOST  of  spirits  round  the  throne 
In  humble  posture  stand, 
On  every  head  a  starry  crown, 

A  palm  in  every  hand. 
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2  From  different  regions  of  the  globe 

These  happy  spirits  came  ; 

In  Jesus  they  their  trust  reposed, 

And  triumphed  in  his  name. 

3  One  glorious  body  now  they  make,  — 

More  glorious  far  their  Head  ; 
Their  souls  to  rapturous  joys  awake  ; 
Their  sorrows  all  are  fled. 

4  Without  a  jarring  note,  they  join 

In  ceaseless  songs  of  praise, 
And  to  Jehovah,  holy  One, 
Loud  hallelujahs  raise. 

610.  C.    M.  Doddridge. 

Dedication  of  Children  to  God  and  Christ. 

1  SEE  Israel's  gentle  Shepherd  stand, 

With  all-engaging  charms  ; 
Hark  !  how  he  calls  the  tender  lambs, 
And  folds  them  in  his  arms  ! 

2  "  Permit  them  to  approach,"  he  cries, 

'*  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  ; 
For  't  was  to  bless  such  souls  as  these 
The  Lord  of  angels  came." 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  in  thankful  hands, 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  ; 
Joyful  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

4  Ye  little  flock,  with  pleasure  hear  ; 

Ye  children,  seek  his  face, 
And  fly  with  transport  to  receive 
The  blessings  of  his  grace. 

5  If  orphans  they  are  left  behind, 

God's  guardian  care  we  trust  ; 
That  care  shall  heal  our  bleeding  hearts, 
If  weeping  o'er  their  dust. 
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611.  8    &    7s.    M.  Anonymous. 

Children  commended  to  Christ. 

1  SAVIOUR,  who  thy  flock  art  feeding 

With  the  shepherd's  kindest  care, 
All  the  feeble  gently  leading, 

While  the  lambs  thy  bosom  share,  — 

2  Now,  these  little  ones  receiving, 

Fold  them  in  thy  gracious  arm  ; 
There,  we  know,  —  thy  word  believing,- — 
Only  there  secure  from  harm. 

3  Never,  from  thy  pasture  roving, 

Let  them  be  the  lion's  prey  ; 
Let  thy  tenderness,  so  loving, 

Keep  them  all  life's  dangerous  way. 

4  Then  within  thy  fold  eternal 

Let  them  find  a  resting-place, 
Feed  in  pastures  ever  vernal, 
Drink  the  rivers  of  thy  grace. 

612.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Children  included  in  God's  Covenant. 

1  HOW  large  the  promise,  how  divine, 

To  Abraham  and  his  seed  !  — 
"  I  '11  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine, 
Supplying  all  their  need." 

2  The  words  of  his  extensive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure  ; 
The  angel  of  the  covenant  proves 
And  seals  the  blessing  sure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  fathers  given  ; 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  heaven. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways  ! 

His  love  endures  the  same, 
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Nor  from  the  promise  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  his  children's  name. 

ol3«  C.    M.  Stennett. 

Infants,  living  or  dying,  in  the  Arms  of  Christ. 

1  THY  life  I  read,  my  dearest  Lord, 

With  transport  all-divine  ; 
Thine  image  trace  in  every  word, 
Thy  love,  in  every  line. 

2  With  joy,  I  see  a  thousand  charms 

Spread  o'er  thy  lovely  face  ; 
While  infants  in  thy  tender  arms 
Receive  the  smiling  grace. 

3  "  I  take  these  little  lambs,"  said  he, 

u  And  lay  them  on  my  breast  ; 
Protection  they  shall  find  in  me,  — 
In  me  be  ever  blest. 

4  "  Death  may  the  bands  of  life  unloose, 

But  can't  dissolve  my  love  ; 
Millions  of  infant  souls  compose 
The  family  above." 

5  His  words,  ye  happy  parents,  hear, 

And  shout,  with  joys  divine, 
"  Dear  Saviour  !  all  we  have  and  are 
Shall  be  for  ever  thine." 

6X4»  C.    M.  Anonymous. 

Christ  blessing  Children. 

1  ON,  through  Judea's  palmy  plain, 

By  Jordan's  silvery  shore, 
The  Saviour  leads  the  thronging  train, 
Who  follow  to  implore. 

2  'Midst  youth,  and  sire,  and  blooming  maid, 

He  marked  the  listening  child  ; 
His  hand  upon  its  head  he  laid, 
And  blest  in  accents  mild. 
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3  Lord,  though  no  more  thy  hallowed  form 

Can  greet  our  children's  sight, 
O,  grant,  whilst  life  their  breasts  shall  warm, 
Thy  words  may  guide  them  right. 

4  They  may  not  feel  thine  earthly  touch  ; 

But  be  thy  Spirit  given, 
To  make  them  holy  ;  "for  of  such 
The  kingdom  is  of  heaven." 

615.  L.    M.  Steele. 

Infant  Baptism. 

1  O  LORD  !  encouraged  by  thy  grace, 

We  bring  our  infant  to  thy  throne  ; 
Give  it  within  thy  heart  a  place, 
Let  it  be  thine,  and  thine  alone. 

2  We  ask  not  for  it  earthly  bliss, 

Or  earthly  honors,  wealth,  or  fame  :        • 
The  sum  of  our  request  is  this,  — 
That  it  may  love  and  fear  thy  name. 

3  This  infant  we  by  faith  commit 

To  thy  kind  love  and  guardian  care  ; 
We  lay  it  at  the  Saviour's  feet, 
He  will  not  let  it  perish  there. 

616.  C-M-  S.F.Smith. 

Baptism. 

1  COME,  blessed  Spirit,  come  to-day 

To  our  baptismal  scene  : 
Let  thoughts  of  earth  be  far  away, 
And  every  mind  serene. 

2  This  day  we  give  to  holy  joy  ; 

This  day  to  heaven  belongs  : 
Raised  to  new  life,  we  will  employ 
In  melody  our  tongues. 
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6  17.  L.    M.  W.  Boston  Coll. 

Hymn  for  Baptism. 

1  THIS  child  we  dedicate  to  thee, 
O  God  of  grace  and  purity  ! 

Shield  it  from  sin  and  threatening  wrong, 
And  let  thy  love  its  life  prolong. 

2  O,  may  thy  spirit  gently  draw 
Its  willing  soul  to  keep  thy  law  ; 
May  virtue,  piety,  and  truth 
Dawn  even  with  its  dawning  youth. 

3  Grant  that,  with  true  and  faithful  heart, 
We,  too,  may  act  the  Christian's  part, 
Cheered  by  each  promise  thou  hast  given, 
And  laboring  for  the  prize  in  heaven. 

618.  CM.  Jas.  Newton. 

After  Baptism. 

•      1  LET  plenteous  grace  descend  on  those, 
Who,  hoping  in  thy  word, 
This  day  have  solemnly  declared 
That  Jesus  is  their  Lord. 

2  With  cheerful  feet  may  they  advance, 

And  run  the  Christian  race, 
And,  through  the  troubles  of  the  way, 
Find  all-sufficient  grace. 

3  Lord,  plant  us  all  into  thy  death, 

That  we  thy  life  may  prove,  — 
Partakers  of  thy  cross  beneath, 
And  of  thy  crown  above. 

019.  L.    M.  COLLYER. 

The  Baptism  of  a  Household. 

1  UNITED  prayers  ascend  to  thee, 
Eternal  Parent  of  mankind  ! 
Smile  on  this  waiting  family  ; 

Thy  blessing  let  thy  servants  find. 
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2  Let  the  dear  pledges  of  their  love 

Like  tender  plants  around  them  grow  : 
Thy  present  grace,  and  joys  above, 
Upon  their  little  ones  bestow. 

3  Receive,  at  their  believing  hand, 

The  charge  which  they  devote  as  thine, 
Obedient  to  their  Lord's  command, 
And  seal,  with  power,  the  rite  divine. 

4  To  every  member  of  their  house 

Thy  grace  impart,  thy  love  extend  ; 
Grant  every  good  that  time  allows, 
With  heavenly  joys  that  never  end. 

620.  CM.  Doddridge. 

Christians  buried  and  risen  with  Christ. 

1  BAPTIZED  into  our  Saviour's  death 

Our  souls  to  sin  must  die  ; 
With  Christ  our  Lord  we  live  anew, 
With  Christ  ascend  on  high. 

2  There,  by  his  Father's  side,  he  sits, 

Enthroned  divinely  fair, 
Yet  owns  himself  our  brother  still, 
And  our  forerunner  there. 

3  Rise  from  these  earthly  trifles,  rise 

On  wings  of  faith  and  love  ; 
Above  our  choicest  treasure  lies,  — 
And  be  our  hearts  above. 

4  But  earth  and  sin  will  draw  us  down, 

When  we  attempt  to  fly  ; 
Lord,  send  thy  strong,  attractive  power 
To  fix  our  souls  on  high. 

621.  L.    M.  K*LLY. 

A  Welcome  to  Christian  Fellowship. 

1  COME  in,  thou  blessed  of  the  Lord, 
O,  come  in  Jesus'  precious  name  ; 
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We  welcome  thee  with  one  accord, 
And  trust  the  Saviour  does  the  same. 

2  Those  joys  which  earth  cannot  afford, 

We  '11  seek  in  fellowship  to  prove, 
Joined  in  one  spirit  to  our  Lord, 
Together  bound  by  mutual  love. 

3  And  while  we  pass  this  vale  of  tears, 

We  '11  make  our  joys  and  sorrows  known  ; 
We  '11  share  each  other's  hopes  and  fears, 
And  count  a  brother's  care  our  own. 

4  Once  more  our  welcome  we  repeat ; 

Receive  assurance  of  our  love  : 
O,  may  we  all  together  meet 

Around  the  throne  of  God  above  ! 

622.  C.   M.  S.F.Smith. 

Christian  Fellowship. 

1  PLANTED  in  Christ,  the  living  Vine, 

This  day,  with  one  accord, 
Ourselves,  with  humble  faith  and  joy, 
We  yield  to  thee,  O  Lord. 

2  Joined  in  one  body  may  we  be  ; 

One  inward  life  partake  ; 
One  be  our  heart  ;  one  heavenly  hope 
In  every  bosom  wake. 

3  In  prayer,  in  effort,  tears,  and  toils, 

One  wisdom  be  our  guide  ; 
Taught  by  one  Spirit  from  above, 
In  thee  may  we  abide. 

4  Around  this  feeble,  trusting  band 

Thy  sheltering  pinions  spread, 
Nor  let  the  storms  of  trial  beat 
Too  fiercely  on  our  head. 

5  Then,  when,  among  the  saints  in  light, 

Our  joyful  spirits  shine, 
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Shall  anthems  of  immortal  praise, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  be  thine. 

623.  S-    M.  Fawcett. 

Christian  Fellowship. 

1  BLEST  be  the  tie  that  binds 

Our  hearts  in  Christian  love  ; 
The  fellowship  of  kindred  minds 
Is  like  to  that  above. 

2  Before  our  Father's  throne 

We  pour  our  ardent  prayers  ; 
Our  fears,  our  hopes,  our  aims  are  one, 
Our  comforts  and  our  cares. 

3  We  share  our  mutual  woes, 

Our  mutual  burdens  bear  ; 
And  often  for  each  other  flows 
The  sympathizing  tear. 

4  When  we  asunder  part, 

It  gives  us  inward  pain  ; 
But  we  shall  still  be  joined  in  heart, 
And  hope  to  meet  again. 

5  This  glorious  hope  revives 

Our  courage  by  the  way  ; 
While  each  in  expectation  lives, 
And  longs  to  see  the  day. 

6  From  sorrow,  toil,  and  pain, 

And  sin,  we  shall  be  free, 
And  perfect  love  and  friendship  reign 
Through  all  eternity. 


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THE   LORD'S    SUPPER. 

624.  CM.  B.W.Noel. 

Remembering  Christ. 

1  IF  human  kindness  meets  return, 

And  owns  the  grateful  tie  ;  — 
If  tender  thoughts  within  us  burn 
To  feel  a  friend  is  nigh  ;  — 

2  O,  shall  not  warmer  accents  tell 

The  gratitude  we  owe 
To  Him  who  died  our  fears  to  quell, 
And  save  from  sin  and  woe. 

3  While  yet  his  anguished  soul  surveyed 

Those  pangs  he  would  not  flee, 
What  love  his  latest  words  displayed  !  — 
u  Meet  and  remember  me." 

4  Remember  thee  !  thy  death,  thy  shame, 

The  griefs  which  thou  didst  bear  ! 
O  memory,  leave  no  other  name 
But  his  recorded  there  ! 

©25.  CM.  Anonymous. 

Coming  to  the  Table  of  the  Lord. 

1  LET  vain  pursuits  and  vain  desires 

Be  banished  from  the  heart, 
The  Saviour's  love  fill  every  breast, 
And  light  and  life  impart. 

2  He  knew  how  frail  our  nature  is, 

Our  souls  how  apt  to  stray  ; 
How  much  we  need  his  gracious  help 
To  keep  us  in  the  way  ! 

3  These  faithful  pledges  of  his  love 

His  mercy  did  ordain, 
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To  bring  refreshment  to  our  souls, 
And  faith  and  hope  sustain. 

4  Since  such  his  condescending  grace, 

Let  us,  with  hearts  sincere, 
Obedient  to  his  holy  will, 
His  table  now  draw  near. 

5  And  while  we  join  to  celebrate 

The  sufferings  of  our  Lord 
May  we  receive  new  grace  and  power, 
T'  obey  his  holy  word. 

^>20»  C*  ^*  Montgomery. 

"  This  do  in  Remembrance  of  me." 

1  ACCORDING  to  thy  gracious  word, 

In  meek  humility, 
This  will  I  do,  my  dying  Lord,  — 
I  will  remember  thee. 

2  Thy  body,  broken  for  my  sake, 

My  bread  from  heaven  shall  be  ; 
Thy  tesiamental  cup  I  take, 
And  thus  remember  thee. 

3  Gethsemane  can  I  forget  ? 

Or  there  thy  conflict  see, 
Thine  agony  and  bloody  sweat, 
And  not  remember  thee  ? 

4  When  to  the  cross  I  turn  mine  eyes, 

And  rest  on  Calvary, 
O  Lamb  of  God,  my  sacrifice, 
I  must  remember  thee  ;  — 

5  Remember  thee,  and  all  thy  pains, 

And  all  thy  love  to  me  ; 
Yea,  while  a  breath,  a  pulse  remains, 
Will  I  remember  thee. 
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627.  S.     M.  FuRNESS. 

A  Communion  Hymn. 

1  O,  FOR  a  prophet's  fire, 

O,  for  an  angel's  tongue, 
To  speak  the  mighty  love  of  Him 
Who  on  the  cross  was  hung  ! 

2  In  vain  our  hearts  attempt, 

In  language  meet,  to  tell 
How  through  a  thousand  sorrows  burned 
That  flame  unquenchable. 

3  Yet  would  we  praise  that  love, 

Beyond  expression  dear  : 
Come,  gather  round  this  table,  then, 
And  celebrate  it  here. 

4  These  symbols  of  his  death, 

O,  with  what  power  they  speak  ! 
Prophetic  lips  and  angels'  lyres, 
Compared  with  these,  are  weak. 

5  And  shall  they  plead  in  vain 

With  our  forgetful  souls  ? 
Forbid  it,  God,  while  through  our  veins 
The  vital  current  rolls. 

ftvJo*  ^*  -M-*  Birmingham  Coll. 

For  Communicants. 

1  YE  followers  of  the  Prince  of  Peace, 

Who  round  his  table  draw, 
Remember  what  his  spirit  was, 
What  his  peculiar  law. 

2  The  love  which  all  his  bosom  filled 

Did  all  his  actions  guide  ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  lived  and  taught ; 
Inspired  by  love,  he  died. 

3  Let  each  the  sacred  law  fulfil  ; 

Like  his  be  every  mind  ; 
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Be  every  temper  formed  by  love, 

And  every  action  kind. 
4  Let  none  who  call  themselves  his  friends 

Disgrace  the  honored  name, 
But  by  a  near  resemblance  prove 

The  title  which  they  claim. 

629.  C.  M.  E.  Taylor/ 

Christian  Fellowship. 

1  O,  HERE,  if  ever,  God  of  love, 

Let  strife  and  hatred  cease, 
And  every  heart  harmonious  move, 
And  every  thought  be  peace. 

2  Not  here,  where  met  to  think  on  Him 

Whose  latest  thoughts  were  ours, 
Shall  mortal  passions  come  to  dim 
The  prayer  devotion  pours. 

3  No,  gracious  Master,  not  in  vain 

Thy  life  of  love  hath  been  ; 
The  peace  thou  gav'st  may  yet  remain, 
Though  thou  no  more  art  seen. 

4  "  Thy  kingdom  come  "  :  we  watch,  we  wait 

To  hear  thy  cheering  call, 
When  heaven  shall  ope  its  glorious  gate, 
And  God  be  all  in  all. 

630«  S.  M.      English  Baptist  Coll. 

Obeying  Christ. 

1  HERE,  Saviour,  we  would  come, 

Jn  thine  appointed  way  ; 
Obedient  to  thy  high  commands, 
Our  solemn  vows  we  pay. 

2  O,  bless  this  sacred  rite, 

To  bring  us  near  to  thee  ; 
And  may  we  find  that  as  our  day  ! 

Our  strength  shall  also  be. 
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THE  LORD'S  SUPPER. 

631.  L- M-  Watts 

The  Memorial  of  our  absent  Lord. 

1  JESUS  is  gone  above  the  sky, 

Where  our  weak  senses  reach  him  not ; 
And  earthly  objects  court  our  eye, 

To  thrust  the  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  He  knows  what  treacherous  hearts  we  have, 

Prone  to  forget  his  wondrous  grace  ; 
And  kindly  this  memorial  gave, 
•Till  we  ascend  to  see  his  face. 

3  The  Lord  of  life  this  table  spread 

With  tokens  of  his  dying  love  ; 
And  we,  who  on  its  richness  feed, 
A  foretaste  gain  of  joys  above. 

4  Be  sinful  pleasures  all  forgot, 

And  earth  grow  less  in  our  esteem  ; 
Christ  and  his  love  fill  every  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  -fixed  on  him  ! 

©32.  S.    M.  FuHNESS. 

Ji  Communion  Hymn. 

1  HERE,  in  the  broken  bread, 

Here,  in  the  cup  we  take, 

His  body  and  his  blood  behold, 

Who  suffered  for  our  sake. 

2  Yes,  that  our  souls  might  live, 

Those  sacred  limbs  were  torn, 
That  blood  was  spilt,  and  pangs  untold 
Were  by  the  Saviour  borne. 

3  O  Thou  who  didst  allow 

Thy  Son  to  suffer  thus, 
Father,  what  more  couldst  thou  have  done 
Than  thou  hast  done  for  us  ? 

4  We  are  persuaded  now, 

That  nothing  can  divide 
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Thy  children  from  thy  boundless  love, 
Displayed  in  him  who  died  ;  — 
5  Who  died  to  make  us  sure 

Of  mercy,  truth,  and  peace, 

And  from  the  power  and  pains  of  sin 
To  bring  a  full  release. 

033.  C.    M.  Greenwood. 

The  Table  of  the  Lord. 

1  NOW  I  approach  thy  table,  Lord, 

With  reverent  joy  and  love  : 
I  call  to  mind  my  Saviour's  word, 
And  will  obedient  prove. 

2  O,  shall  I  not  remember  one, 

Who  bled  and  died  for  me  ? 

Nor  think  on  all  that  he  has  done, 

To  make  me  pure  and  free  ? 

3  Yea,  I  '11  remember  him  and  strive 

To  love  him  more  and  more  ; 
So  that  I  may  with  Jesus  live, 
When  this  short  life  is  o'er. 

034-o  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

Invitation  to  the  Lord's  Supper. 

1  FATHER  !  and  is  thy  table  spread  ? 

And  does  thy  cup  with  love  o'erflow  ? 
Thither  be  these  thy  children  led, 
And  let  them  all  its  sweetness  know. 

2  O,  let  thy  table  honored  be, 

And  furnished  well  with  joyful  guests  ; 
And  may  each  soul  salvation  see, 
That  here  its  sacred  pledges  tastes. 

3  Let  crowds  approach,  with  hearts  prepared, 

With  warm  desire  let  all  attend  ; 
Nor,  when  we  leave  our  Father's  board, 
The  pleasure  or  the  profit  end. 
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4  Revive  thy  dying  churches,  Lord, 

And  bid  our  drooping  graces  live  ; 
And  more  that  energy  a  fiord 

A  Saviour's  death  alone  can  give. 

5  Nor  let  thy  spreading  gospel  rest, 

Till  through  the  world  thy  truth  has  run,  — 
And  with  this  bread  all  men  be  blest, 
Who  feel  the  influence  of  the  sun  ! 

635.  8  &  7s.  M.  Exeter  Coll. 
After  Communion. 

1  FROM  the  table  now  retiring, 

Which  for  us  the  Lord  hath  spread, 
May  our  souls,  refreshment  finding, 
Grow  in  all  things  like  our  Head  ! 

2  His  example  by  beholding, 

May  our  lives  his  image  bear  ! 
Him  our  Lord  and  Master  calling, 
His  commands  may  we  revere  ! 

3  Love  to  God  and  man  displaying, 

Walking  steadfast  in  his  way, 
Joy  attend  us  in  believing, 

Peace  from  God  through  endless  day  ! 

636.  L.    M.  PlERPONT. 

Remembrance  and  Love  of  Christ. 

1  OUR  Father  !  we  approach  thy  board, 

As  children  that  would  be  forgiven  ; 
Remembering  him,  thy  Son,  who  poured 
His  blood,  to  seal  our  hope  of  heaven. 

2  O,  listen  to  our  fervent  prayer  ; 

That  he  who  hung  on  Calvary's  hill, 
And  gave  thee  back  his  spirit  there, 
May  live  in  our  affections  still. 
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637.  S«    M.  Watts. 

The  Love  of  our  Saviour  prompting  to  Christian  Love. 

1  JESUS,  the  Friend  of  man, 

Invites  us  to  his  board  •, 
The  welcome  summons  we  obey, 
And  own  our  gracious  Lord. 

2  Here  we  show  forth  his  love, 

Which  spake  in  every  breath, 
Prompted  each  action  of  his  life, 
And  triumphed  in  his  death. 

3  Here  let  our  powers  unite 

His  honored  name  to  raise  ; 
Let  grateful  joy  fill  every  mind, 
And  every  voice  be  praise. 

4  One  faith,  one  hope,  one  Lord, 

One  God  alone  we  know  ; 
Brethren  we  are  ;  let  every  heart 
With  kind  affections  grow. 

5  Warmed  with  our  Master's  love, 

And  thy  unmeasured  grace, 
Lord  !  let  our  thankful  hearts  expand, 
And  all  mankind  embrace. 

638.  7S.    M.  BOWRING. 

Communion  Hymn. 

1  NOT  with  terror  do  we  meet 

At  the  board  by  Jesus  spread  ; 
Not  in  mystery  drink  and  eat 

Of  the  Saviour's  wine  and  bread. 

2  'T  is  his  memory  we  record, 

'T  is  his  virtues  we  proclaim  ; 
Grateful  to  our  honored  Lord, 
Here  we  bless  his  sacred  name. 

3  See  him,  on  the  dreadful  day 

Of  his  mortal  agony, 
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Break  the  bread,  and  hear  him  say, 
"  Eat  of  this,  and  think  of  me  !  " 

4  See  him  standing  on  the  brink 

Of  the  tomb,  and  hark,  he  cries, 
"  Take  the  cup,  and,  as  you  drink, 
O,  remember  him  who  dies  !  " 

5  Yes,  we  will  remember  thee, 

Friend  and  Saviour  ;  and  thy  feast 
Of  all  services  shall  be 
Holiest  and  welcomest. 

639o  CM.  S.GlLMAN. 

Communion  Hymn. 

1  O  GOD,  accept  the  sacred  hour 

Which  we  to  thee  have  given, 
And  let  this  hallowed  scene  have  power 
To  raise  our  souls  to  heaven. 

2  Still  let  us  hold,  till  life  departs, 

The  precepts  of  thy  Son, 
Nor  let  our  thoughtless,  thankless  hearts 
Forget  what  he  has  done. 

3  His  true  disciples  may  we  live, 

From  all  corruption  free, 
And  humbly  learn  like  him  to  give 
Our  powers,  our  wills,  to  thee. 

4  And  oft  along  life's  dangerous  way, 

To  smooth  our  passage  through, 
Wilt  thou  on  this  thy  holy  day 
For  us  this  scene  renew. 

04rO«  C    M.  Lutheran  Coll. 

Close  of  Communion  Service. 
1   PITY  the  nations,  O  our  God, 
Constrain  the  earth  to  come  ; 
Send  thy  victorious  word  abroad, 
And  bring  the  strangers  home. 
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2  We  long  to  see  thy  churches  full, 
That  all  thy  faithful  race 
May,  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  soul, 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace. 

641.  L.M.  watts 

The  Lords  Supper  instituted. 

1  'T  WAS  on  that  dark,  that  awful  night, 

When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  Son  of  God's  delight, 

And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes, — 

2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blest,  and  brake  ; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 

What  wondrous  words  of  grace  he  spake  ! 

3  "  This  is  my  body,  broke  for  sin  ; 

Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  "  ; 
Then  took  the  cup  and  blest,  and  said, 
"  'T  is  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood." 

4  Cl  Do  this,"  he  cried,  "  till  time  shall  end, 

In  memory  of  your  dying  Friend  ; 
Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 

The  love  of  your  departed  Lord." 

5  Jesus,  thy  feast  we  celebrate  ; 

We  show  thy  death,  we  sing  thy  name, 
Till  thou  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage-supper  of  the  Lamb. 

fJ4:2 •  S.    M.  Doddridge. 

Communion  with  God  and  Christ. 

1  OUR  Heavenly  Father  calls, 

And  Christ  invites  us  near  ; 
With  both  our  friendship  shall  be  sweet, 
And  our  communion  dear. 

2  God  pities  all  my  griefs  ; 

He  pardons  every  day  ; 
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Almighty  to  protect  my  soul, 
And  wise  to  guide  my  way. 

3  Jesus,  my  living  Head, 

I  bless  thy  faithful  care  ; 
Mine  advocate  before  the  throne, 
And  my  forerunner  there. 

4  Here  fix,  my  roving  heart, 

Here  wait,  my  warmest  love, 
Till  the  communion  be  complete 
In  nobler  scenes  above. 

643  a  L.    M.  Dublin  Coll. 

"  This  do  in  Remembrance  of  me." 

1  "EAT, drink,  in  memory  of  your  Friend  !  " 

Such  was  our  Master's  last  request  ; 
Who  all  the  pangs  of  death  endured, 
That  we  might  live  for  ever  blest. 

2  Yes,  we  '11  record  thy  matchless  love, 

Thou  dearest,  tenderest,  best  of  friends  !  — 
Thy  dying  love  the  noblest  praise 
Our  hearts  can  offer  thee  transcends. 

3  'T  is  pleasure  more  than  earth  can  give 

Thy  goodness  through  these  veils  to  see  ; 
Thy  table  food  celestial  yields, 
And  happy  they  who  sit  with  thee. 

644.  8  &  7S.    M.  Anonymous. 

The   Eucharist. 

1   AS  in  solemn  congregation 
We  attend  upon  thy  house 
For  the  sweet  commemoration 

And  renewal  of  our  vows  ; 
Let  thy  favor,  with  us  resting, 

Consecrate  the  bread  and  wine  ; 
May  we,  of  thy  goodness  tasting, 
AH  be  filled  with  love  divine  ! 
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2  Jesus  gave  the  sacred  token 

Of  his  passion,  wine  and  bread, 
Symbols  of  his  body  broken, 

And  his  blood  for  sinners  shed. 
To  the  rite  we  come,  confessing 

Free  redemption,  grace  unbought  ; 
His  be  every  name  of  blessing, 

For  Ills  love,  surpassing  thought ! 

3  May  thy  counsels,  King  of  glory  ! 

Grateful  awe  and  rapture  move, 
As  we  meditate  the  story 

Of  the  Saviour's  dying  love  ; 
Hear  us,  Lord,  of  thee  entreating 

Strength  to  walk  in  Jesus'  ways  ! 
God  of  light,  shine  on  our  meeting  ! 

God  of  grace,  accept  our  praise  ! 

04:O»  7s*  M.  Anonymous. 

A  Communion  Hymn. 

1  AT  thy  table,  Lord  of  life, 

May  our  souls  find  peace  and  rest  ; 
On  the  Saviour  may  we  lean, 
Safe  repose  upon  his  breast. 

2  He  invites  us  to  this  feast, 

He  hath  said,  "Remember  me  "  ; 
May  we  come  with  trustful  hearts, 
Hearts  devoted,  Lord,  to  thee. 

3  May  thy  grace  our  souls  awake,  — 

Make  them  glow  with  holy  love  ;  — 
While  we  take  the  bread  and  cup, 
Set  our  hearts  on  things  above. 

4  Like  the  Saviour,  may  we  be 

Always  doing,  Lord,  thy  will ;  — 
Let  it  be  our  chief  concern 

Thy  good  pleasure  to  fulfil. 
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646.  C.  M.  Dale. 

Christ  blessing  the  Bread. 

1  BEHOLD,  amid  his  little  flock, 

The  Saviour  stands  serene, 
Unawed  by  suffering  yet  to  be, 
Unchanged  by  what  hath  been. 

2  Still  beams  the  light  of  love  undimmed 

In  that  benignant  eye, 
Nor,  save  his  own  prophetic  word, 
Aught  speaks  him  soon  to  die. 

3  He  pours  within  the  votive  cup 

The  rich  blood  of  the  vine, 
And  "  Drink  ye  all  the  hallowed  draught," 
He  cries  ;  "  this  blood  is  mine." 

4  He  breaks  the  bread  ;  then  clasps  his  hands, 

And  lifts  his  eyes  in  prayer, 
"  Receive  ye  this  and  view  by  faith 
My  body  symbolled  there. 

5  "  And  oft  your  willing  vows  renew 

Around  the  sacred  board, 
And  break  the  bread  and  pour  the  wine 
In  memory  of  your  Lord. 

6  "  To  drink  with  methe  grape's  fresh  blood 

To  you  shall  yet  be  given, 
Fresh  from  the  deathless  Vine  that  blooms 
In  blest  abodes  of  heaven." 

647.  S.    M.  N.Y.Coll. 

Jl  Communion  Hymn. 

1  YES,  to  the  last  command 

We  will  obedient  prove  ; 
Around  his  table  will  we  stand, 
In  memory  of  his  love. 

2  His  precious  blood  he  shed 

For  our  unworthy  race, 
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While  uttering  in  th'  Almighty's  stead 

His  messages  of  grace. 
O,  if  our  senseless  pride 

His  dying  words  neglect, 
'T  is  we  who  pierce  his  sacred  side, 

And  we  who  God  reject  ! 
Then  let  us  ever  keep 

This  consecrated  feast, 
Till  memory  shall  have  sunk  to  sleep, 

Or  life  itself  have  ceased. 


EARLY  INSTRUCTION  AND  PIETY. 

648.  C.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

Early  Piety. 

1  O,  IN  the  morn  of  life,  when  youth 

With  vital  ardor  glows, 
And  shines  in  all  the  fairest  charms 
That  beauty  can  disclose,  — 

2  Deep  in  thy  soul,  before  its  powers 

Are  yet  by  vice  enslaved, 
Be  thy  Creator's  glorious  name 
And  character  engraved  ;  — 

3  Ere  yet  the  shades  of  sorrow  cloud 

The  sunshine  of  thy  days, 
And  cares  and  toils,  in  endless  round, 
Encompass  all  thy  ways  ;  — 

4  Ere  yet  thy  heart  the  woes  of  age, 

With  vain  regret,  deplore, 
And  sadly  muse  on  former  joys, 
That  now  return  no  more. 

5  True  wisdom,  early  sought  and  gained, 

In  age  will  give  thee  rest  ; 
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O,  then  improve  the  morn  of  life, 
To  make  its  evening  blest. 

649.  C.     M.  WATT5. 

Early  Piety. 

1  WHEN  children  give  their  hearts  to  God, 

'T  is  pleasing  in  his  eyes  ; 
A  flower,  when  offered  in  the  bud, 
Is  no  vain  sacrifice. 

2  It  saves  us  from  a  thousand  snares 

To  mind  religion  young  ; 
Grace  will  preserve  our  following  years, 
And  make  our  virtues  strong. 

3  To  thee,  Almighty  God,  to  thee 

May  we  our  hearts  resign  ; 
'T  will  please  us  to  look  back  and  see, 
That  our  whole  lives  were  thine. 

650.  C.  M.  Heber. 

Early  Religion. 

1  BY  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

How  fair  the  lily  grows  ! 
How  sweet  the  breath,  beneath  the  hill, 
Of  Sharon's  dewy  rose  ! 

2  Lo  !  such  the  child  whose  early  feet 

The  paths  of  peace  have  trod, 
Whose  secret  heart,  with  influence  sweet, 
Is  upward  drawn  to  God. 

3  By  cool  Siloam's  shady  rill 

The  lily  must  decay  ; 
The  rose,  that  blooms  beneath  the  hill, 
Must  shortly  fade  away. 

4  And  soon,  too  soon,  the  wintry  hour 

Of  man's  maturer  age 
Will  shake  the  soul  with  sorrow's  power 
And  stormy  passion's  rage. 
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5  O  Thou  who  givest  life  and  breath, 
We  seek  thy  grace  alone, 
In  childhood,  manhood,  age,  and  death, 
To  keep  us  still  thine  own. 

651.  c- M-  Watts- 

Importance  of  the  Bible  to  the  Young. 

1  HOW  shall  the  young  secure  their  hearts, 

And  guard  their  lives,  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rules  imparts 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  'T  is,  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day, 
And,  through  the  dangers  of  the  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

3  Thy  precepts  make  us  truly  wise  ; 

We  hate  the  sinner's  road  : 
We  hate  our  own  vain  thoughts  that  rise, 
But  love  thy  law,  O  Goo!  ! 

4  Thy  word  is  everlasting  truth  ; 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 
That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 
And  well  support  our  age. 

Otj2«  C.    M.  Salisbury  Coll. 

"  Remember  thy  Creator  in  the  Days  of  thy  Youth." 

1  IN  the  soft  season  of  thy  youth, 

In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
Ere  age  arrive,  and,  trembling,  wait 
Its  summons  to  the  tomb,  — 

2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God  ; 

For  him  thy  powers  employ  ; 
Make  him  thy  fear,  thy  love,  thy  hope, 
Thy  confidence,  thy  joy. 

3  He  shall  defend  and  guide  thy  course 

Through  life's  uncertain  sea, 
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EARLY  INSTRUCTION  AND  PIETY. 

Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 

Of  blest  eternity. 
4  Then  seek  the  Lord  betimes,  and  choose 

The  path  of  heavenly  truth  ; 
The  earth  affords  no  lovelier  sight 

Than  a  religious  youth. 

653.  7&6S.  M.  S.F.Smith. 

Remember  thy  Creator. 

1  "  REMEMBER  thy  Creator  " 

While  youth's  fair  spring  is  bright, 
Before  thy  cares  are  greater, 

Before  comes  age's  night  ; 
While  yet  the  sun  shines  o'er  thee, 

While  stars  the  darkness  cheer, 
While  life  is  all  before  thee, 

Thy  great  Creator  fear. 

2  "  Remember  thy  Creator  " 

Ere  life  resigns  its  trust, 
Ere  sinks  dissolving  nature, 

And  dust  returns  to  dust  ; 
Before  with  God,  who  gave  it, 

The  spirit  shall  appear  : 
He  cries,  who  died  to  save  it, 

"  Thy  great  Creator  fear." 

654r.  L.  M.  6  L.  E.  Taylor. 

"  Remember  thy  Creator,  while  the  evil  Days  come  not." 

1  TRULY  the  light  of  morn  is  sweet, 

And  sweet  it  is  to  see  the  sun  ; 
But,  cheerful  though  the  hours  may  fleet, 

And  years  pass  gaily,  one  by  one, 
O,  blot  not,  reckless,  from  thy  mind 
The  thought  of  darker  days  behind. 

2  Rejoice,  O  child  of  mortal  birth, 

In  all  the  pride  of  youth  rejoice  ; 
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And  let  the  beauteous  things  of  earth 
Allure  thine  eye,  invite  thy  choice  ; 
Yet  know,  for  blessings  freely  given, 
Thine  is  a  large  account  with  Heaven. 
3  And,  O,  remember,  ere  the  day, 

The  evil  day,  of  grief  shall  come, 
When  all  the  joy  is  passed  away, 

And  naught  is  left  but  gathering  gloom, — 
Remember,  ere  thy  pleasures  pall, 
Him  first,  and  last,  who  gave  them  all. 

0^5.  S.  M.  Mrs.  Sigourney. 

Child's  Prayer  at  entering  Church. 

1  LORD,  lead  my  heart  to  learn  ; 

Prepare  my  ears  to  hear  ; 
And  let  me  useful  knowledge  seek. 
In  thy  most  holy  fear. 

2  If  unforgiven  sin 

Within  my  bosom  lies, 
Or  evil  motives  linger  there 
T'  offend  thy  perfect  eyes,  — 

3  Remove  them  far  away, 

Inspire  me  with  thy  love, 
That  I  may  please  thee  here  below, 
And  dwell  with  thee  above. 

656*  S.  M.  Anosymous. 

God's  Works  -praise  him. 

1  TEN  thousand  different  flowers 

To  thee  sweet  offerings  bear  ; 
And  cheerful  birds  in  shady  bowers 
Sing  forth  thy  tender  care. 

2  The  fields  on  every  side, 

The  trees  on  every  hill, 
The  glorious  sun,  the  rolling  tide, 
Proclaim  thv  wonders  still. 
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3  But  trees,  and  fields,  and  skies, 

Still  praise  a  God  unknown  ; 
For  gratitude  and  love  can  rise 
From  living  hearts  alone. 

4  These  living  hearts  of  ours 

Thy  holy  name  would  bless  ; 
The  blossoms  of  ten  thousand  flowers 
Would  please  thee,  Father,  less. 

5  While  earth  itself  decays, 

Our  souls  can  never  die  ; 
O,  tune  them  all  to  sing  thy  praise 
In  better  songs  on  high. 

657.  CM.  Herbert. 

The  Soul's  Beauty  unfading. 

1  SWEET  day  !  so  cool,  so  calm,  so  bright, 

Bridal  of  earth  and  sky, 
The  dew  shall  weep  thy  fall  to-night, 
For  thou,  alas  !  must  die. 

2  Sweet  rose  !  in  air  whose  odors  wave, 

And  color  charms  the  eye, 

Thy  root  is  ever  in  its  grave, 

And  thou,  alas  !  must  die. 

3  Sweet  spring  !  of  days  and  roses  made, 

Whose  charms  for  beauty  vie, 
Thy  days  depart,  thy  roses  fade  ; 
Thou,  too,  alas  !  must  die. 

4  Only  a  sweet  and  holy  soul 

Hath  tints  that  never  fly  ; 
While  flowers  decay,  and  seasons  roll, 
This  lives,  and  cannot  die. 

65H#  S.  M.  Anonymous. 

The  Young  asking  for  Divine  Guidance. 

1  FROM  earliest  dawn  of  life, 

Thy  goodness  we  have  shared  ; 

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And  still  we  live  to  sing  thy  praise, 
By  sovereign  mercy  spared. 

2  To  learn  and  do  thy  will, 

O  Lord,  our  hearts  incline  ; 

And  o'er  the  paths  of  future  life 

Command  thy  light  to  shine. 

3  While  taught  thy  word  of  truth, 

May  we  that  word  receive, 
And,  when  we  hear  of  Jesus'  name, 
In  that  blest  name  believe  ! 

4  O,  let  us  never  tread 

The  broad,  destructive  road, 
But  trace  those  holy  paths  which  lead 
To  glory  and  to  God  ! 

{JU9«  S.  M.  Anonymous. 

Thoughts  on  Death. 

1  LET  children  never  fear 

To  leave  this  world  of  ours  ; 

To  close  their  eyes  to  beauty  here, 

And  summer's  fading  flowers. 

2  Beyond  the  hills  that  stand 

In  majesty  alone, 
There  is  a  brighter,  purer  land, 
And  there  our  Father's  throne. 

3  No  mortal  step  can  tread 

Upon  a  shore  so  fair  ; 
No  mortal  voice  can  there  be  heard, 
But  angel  harps  are  there. 

4  And  thither  soars  the  soul, 

When  life's  brief  day  is  done  ;  — 
There  is  the  destined,  happy  goal 
For  each  immortal  one. 

5  Then  shall  we  turn  away, 

When  God  would  call  us  home  ? 

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EARLY  INSTRUCTION  AND  PIETY. 

No  !  let  us  rather  gladly  say, 
Lord  !  at  thy  call  we  come. 

660.  C.    M.  DoANE. 

Life's  little  Lines. 

1  LIFE'S  little  lines,  how  short,  how  faint, 

How  fast  they  fade  away  ; 
Its  highest  hopes,  its  brightest  joys, 
Are  compassed  in  a  day. 

2  Yet,  though  so  changing  and  so  brief 

Our  life's  eventful  page, 
It  has  its  charm  for  every  grief, 
Its  joy  for  every  age. 

3  Let  ours  be  virtue's  deathless  charm, 

And  faith's  untiring  flight  ; 
Then  shall  we  rise  from  death's  dark  sleep 
To  worlds  of  cloudless  light. 

661.  S.  M.  Anonymous. 
Frailty. 

1  THE  lilies  of  the  field, 

That  quickly  fade  away, 

May  well  to  us  a  lesson  yield  ; 

For  we  are  frail  as  they. 

2  Just  like  an  early  rose, 

I  've  seen  an  infant  bloom  ; 
But  death,  perhaps,  before  it  blows, 
Will  lay  it  in  the  tomb. 

3  Then  let  us  think  on  death, 

Though  we  are  young  and  gay  ; 
For  God,  who  gave  our  life  and  breath, 
Can  take  them  both  away. 

4  To  God,  who  made  them  all, 

Let  children  humbly  cry  ; 
And  then,  whenever  death  may  call, 
They  '11  be  prepared  to  die. 


EARLY  INSTRUCTION  AND  PIETY. 

662.  8  &  7s'  M-  Akonvmous. 

Opening  of  a  Sabbath  School. 

1  WE  have  met  in  peace  together 

In  this  house  of  God  again  ; 
Constant  friends  have  led  us  hither, 

Here  to  chant  the  solemn  strain  ; 
Here  to  breathe  our  adoration, 

Here  the  Saviour's  praise  to  sing  ; 
May  the  Spirit  of  salvation 

Come  with  healing  in  his  wing. 

2  We  have  met,  and  time  is  flying  ; 

We  shall  part,  and  still  his  wing, 
Sweeping  o'er  the  dead  and  dying, 

Will  the  changeful  seasons  bring  : 
Let  us,  while  our  hearts  are  lightest, 

In  our  fresh  and  early  years, 
Turn  to  Him  whose  smile  is  brightest, 

And  whose  grace  will  calm  our  fears. 

3  He  will  aid  us,  should  existence 

With  its  sorrows  sting  the  breast  ; 
Gleaming  in  the  onward  distance, 

Faith  will  mark  the  land  of  rest  : 
There,  'midst  day-beams  round  him  playing, 

We  our  Father's  face  shall  see, 
And  shall  hear  him  gently  saying, 

"  Little  children,  come  to  me." 

663.  p.  M.  H.K.  White. 

Commencing  Hymn. 

1  O  LORD,  another  week  is  flown, 

And  we,  a  youthful  band, 
Are  met  once  more  before  thy  throne, 
To  bless  thy  fostering  hand. 

2  And  wilt  thou  lend  a  listening  ear 

To  praises  low  as  ours  ? 
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Thou  wilt  !  for  thou  dost  love  to  hear 
The  song  which  meekness  pours. 

3  And,  Jesus,  thou  thy  smiles  wilt  deign, 

As  in  thy  name  we  pray  ; 
For  thou  didst  bless  the  infant  train, 
And  we  are  weak  as  they. 

4  O,  let  thy  grace  perform  its  part, 

And  bid  our  passions  cease  ; 
And  shed  abroad  in  every  heart 
Thine  everlasting  peace. 

664.  7S.  M.  T.  Gray,  Jr. 

Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

1  SUPPLIANT,  lo  !  thy  children  bend, 

Father,  for  thy  blessing  now  ; 
Thou  canst  teach  us,  guide,  defend  ; 
We  are  weak,  almighty  thou. 

2  With  the  peace  thy  word  imparts 

Be  the  taught  and  teachers  blest ; 
In  our  lives,  and  in  our  hearts, 
Father,  be  thy  laws  impressed. 

3  Shed  abroad  in  every  mind 

Light  and  pardon  from  above, 
Charity  for  all  our  kind, 

Trusting  faith,  and  holy  love. 

665.  C-    M.  J.Taylor. 

Songs  of  Children  in  Heaven. 

1  THERE  is  a  glorious  world  of  light 

Above  the  starry  sky, 
Where  saints  departed,  clothed  in  white, 
Adore  the  Lord  most  high. 

2  And  hark  !  —  amid  the  sacred  songs 

Those  heavenly  voices  raise, 
Ten  thousand  thousand  infant  tongues 
Unite  in  perfect  praise. 
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3  Those  are  the  hymns  that  we  shall  know 

If  Jesus  we  obey  ; 
That  is  the  place  where  we  shall  go, 
If  found  in  wisdom's  way. 

4  This  is  the  joy  we  ought  to  seek, 

And  make  our  chief  concern  ; 
For  this  we  come,  from  week  to  week, 
To  read,  and  hear,  and  learn. 

5  Soon  will  our  earthly  race  be  run, 

Our  mortal  frame  decay  ; 
Children  and  teachers,  one  by  one, 
Must  pass  from  earth  away. 

6  Great  God  !  impress  the  serious  thought, 

This  day,  on  every  breast  ; 
That  both  the  teachers  and  the  taught 
May  enter  to  thy  rest. 

666.  H.    M.  Pratt's  Coll. 

United  Praise  of  Teachers  and  Children. 

1  COME,  let  our  voices  join 

In  joyful  songs  of  praise  ; 
To  God,  the  God  of  love, 

Our  thankful  hearts  we  '11  raise  ; 
To  God  alone  all  praise  belongs,  — 
Our  earliest  and  our  latest  songs. 

2  Within  these  hallowed  walls 

Our  wandering  feet  are  brought, 
Where  prayer  and  praise  ascend, 

And  heavenly  truths  are  taught : 
To  God  alone  your  offerings  bring  ; 
Let  young  and  old  his  praises  sing. 

3  Lord,  let  this  work  of  love 

Be  crowned  with  full  success  ; 
Let  thousands,  yet  unborn, 
Thy  sacred  name  here  bless  : 
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To  thee,  O  Lord,  all  praise  to  thee 
We  '11  raise,  throughout  eternity. 

667.  CM.  Union  Coll. 

Youthful  Praise. 

1  GREAT  God,  in  whom  we  live  and  move, 

Accept  our  feeble  praise, 
For  all  the  mercy,  grace,  and  love, 
Which  crown  our  youthful  days. 

2  For  countless  mercies,  love  unknown, 

Lord,  what  can  we  impart  ? 
Thou  dost  require  one  gift  alone,  — 
The  offering  of  the  heart. 

3  Incline  us,  Lord,  to  give  it  thee  ; 

Preserve  us  by  thy  grace, 
Till  death  shall  bring  us  all  to  see 
Thy  glory  face  to  face. 

668.  L.  M.  Montgomery 

Sabbath  School  Anniversary. 

1  FROM  year  to  year  in  love  we  meet ; 

From  year  to  year  in  peace  we  part  ; 
The  tongues  of  children  uttering  sweet 
The  thrilling  joy  of  every  heart. 

2  But  time  rolls  on  ;  and,  year  by  year, 

We  change,  grow  up,  or  pass  away  ; 
Not  twice  the  same  assembly  here 
Have  hailed  the  children's  festal  day. 

3  Death,  ere  another  year,  shall  strike 

Some  in  our  number  marked  to  fall  : 
Be  young  and  old  prepared  alike  ; 
The  warning  is  to  each,  to  all. 

4  Oft  broke,  our  failing  ranks  renew  ; 

Send  teachers,  children,  in  our  place, 
More  humble,  docile,  faithful,  true, 
More  like  thy  Son,  from  race  to  race. 
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OC>0»  ^*  ^**  Anonymous. 

Death  of  a  Teacher. 

1  FAREWELL,  dear  friend  !  a  long  farewell ! 

For  we  shall  meet  no  more 
Till  we  are  raised  with  thee  to  dwell 
On  Zion's  happy  shore. 

2  Our  friend  and  brother,  lo  !  is  dead  ! 

The  cold  and  lifeless  clay 
Has  made  in  dust  its  silent  bed, 
And  there  it  must  decay. 

3  Farewell,  dear  friend,  again  farewell, — 

Soon  we  shall  rise  to  thee  ; 
And  when  we  meet,  no  tongue  can  tell 
How  great  our  joys  shall  be. 

4  No  more  we  '11  mourn  thee,  parted  friend, 

But  lift  our  ardent  prayer, 
And  every  thought  and  effort  bend 
To  rise  and  join  thee  there. 

670.  8    &    7s.    M.  Waterston. 

Death  of  a  Pupil. 

\  ONE  sweet  flower  has  drooped  and  faded, 
One  sweet  infant  voice  has  fled, 
One  fair  brow  the  grave  has  shaded, 
One  dear  school-mate  now  is  dead. 

2  But  we  feel  no  thought  of  sadness, 

For  our  friend  is  happy  now  ; 
She  has  knelt  in  soul-felt  gladness, 
Where  the  blessed  angels  bow. 

3  She  has  gone  to  heaven  before  us, 

But  she  turns  and  waves  her  hand, 
Pointing  to  the  glories  o'er  us, 
In  that  happy  spirit-land. 

4  May  our  footsteps  never  falter 

In  the  path  that  she  has  trod  ; 
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May  we  worship  at  the  altar 
Of  the  great  and  living  God. 
5  Lord,  may  angels  watch  above  us, 
Keep  us  all  from  error  free,  — 
May  they  guard,  and  guide,  and  love  us, 
Till,  like  her,  we  go  to  thee. 

671.  cm.  heMa*8. 

Death  of  a  Pupil. 

1  CALM  on  the  bosom  of  thy  God, 

Young  spirit,  rest  thee  now  ! 
E'en  while  with  us  thy  footstep  trod, 
His  seal  was  on  thy  brow. 

2  Dust,  to  its  narrow  house  beneath  ! 

Soul,  to  its  place  on  high  ! 
They  that  have  seen  thy  look  in  death 
No  more  may  fear  to  die. 

3  Lone  are  the  paths,  and  sad  the  hours, 

Since  thy  meek  spirit  's  gone  ; 

But,  O,  a  brighter  home  than  ours, 

In  heaven,  is  now  thine  own  ! 

672»  CM.  Boston  S.  S.  H.  Book. 

Death  of  a  Scholar. 

1  DEATH  has  been  here,  and  borne  away 

A  brother  from  our  side  : 

Just  in  the  morning  of  his  day, 

As  young  as  we  he  died. 

2  We  cannot  tell  who  next  may  fall 

Beneath  thy  chastening  rod  ; 
One  must  be  first,  but  let  us  all 
Prepare  to  meet  our  God. 

3  May  each  attend,  with  willing  feet, 

The  means  of  knowledge  here  ; 
And  wait  around  thy  mercy-seat, 
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EARLY  INSTRUCTION  AND  PIETY. 

4  Lord,  to  thy  wisdom  and  thy  care 
May  we  resign  our  days  ; 
Content  to  live  and  serve  thee  here, 
Or  die  and  sing  thy  praise. 

673.  llS.    M.  ANONYMOUS. 

The  Resurrection. 

SWEET    spices  they  brought   on  their  star-lighted 

way," 
And  came  to  the  grave  by  the  dawning  of  day  ; 
"  But  who  will  the  stone  from  the  sepulchre  roll  ?  " 
They  said,  as  the  tear  from  their  weeping  eyes  stole. 
The  stone  is  removed,  and  the  Saviour  is  gone  :  — 
O,  hail,  ye  disciples,  this  bright  Sabbath  morn  ; 
Lift,  lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high  ; 
Your  Master  has  risen,  and  ye  shall  not  die. 
May  Christ  now  appear,  as  to  Mary  he  came, 
And  fill  every  bosom  with  piety's  flame  ; 
Then  heaven's  bright  glories  we  soon  shall  obtain, 
Nor  Sabbaths  so  peaceful  be  useless  and  vain. 

674.  7  &  6s.  M.        Boston  S.  S.  H.  Book 
Anniversary  of  Independence. 

1  WE  come,  with  joy  and  gladness, 

To  breathe  our  songs  of  praise, 
Nor  let  one  note  of  sadness 

Be  mingled  in  our  lays  ; 
For  't  is  a  hallowed  story, 

This  theme  of  freedom's  birth  : 
Our  fathers'  deeds  of  glory 

Are  echoed  round  the  earth. 

2  The  sound  is  waxing  stronger, 

And  thrones  and  nations  hear,  — 
Proud  men  shall  rule  no  longer, 
For  God  the  Lord  is  near  : 
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And  he  will  crush  oppression, 

And  raise  the  humble  mind, 
And  give  the  earth's  possession 

Among  the  good  and  kind. 
3  And  then  shall  sink  the  mountains, 

Where  pride  and  power  are  crowned, 
And  peace,  like  gentle  fountains, 

Shall  shed  its  pureness  round. 
O  God  !  we  would  adore  thee, 

And  in  thy  shadow  rest  ; 
Our  fathers  bowed  before  thee, 

And  trusted  and  were  blest. 

675.  7s.  M.  Heber. 

"  Consider  the  Lilies  of  the  Field;  —  behold  the  Fowls  of  the  Air." 

1  LO  !  the  lilies  of  the  field  ! 

How  their  leaves  instruction  yield  ! 
Hark  to  nature's  lesson  given 
By  the  blessed  birds  of  heaven  ! 
Every  bush  and  tufted  tree 
Warbles  trust  and  piety  : 
Children,  banish  doubt  and  sorrow,  — 
God  provideth  for  the  morrow. 

2  One  there  lives,  whose  guardian  eye 
Guides  our  earthly  destiny  ; 

One  there  lives,  who,  Lord  of  all, 
Keeps  his  children  lest  they  fall  : 
Pass  we,  then,  in  love  and  praise, 
Trusting  him,  through  all  our  days, 
Free  from  doubt  and  faithless  sorrow,  — 
God  provideth  for  the  morrow. 

676.  CM.  Anontmous. 
Trvst  in  the  Lord. 

1   MY  soul,  why  sink  when  griefs  oppress, 
Or  start  when  fears  alarm  ? 

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Trust  in  the  Lord,  in  thy  distress, 
Thy  refuge  is  his  arm. 

2  Though  hope  and  joy  have  from  thee  flown, 

And  left  thee  to  despair, 
Trust  in  the  Lord,  in  him  alone 
Repose  thine  every  care. 

3  What  though  the  floods  may  near  thee  roll, 

The  sky  grow  darker  still,  — 
Trust  in  the  Lord,  he  keeps  thy  soul, 
And  storms  obey  his  will. 

4  How  oft  when  pressed  by  mighty  foes 

Did  no  escape  appear  : 
Trust  in  the  Lord  thou  didst  repose, 
And  come  off  conqueror. 

5  And  will  he  now  his  help  deny, 

And  leave  thee  to  thy  lot  ? 
Trust  in  the  Lord  ;  he  still  is  nigh, 
His  nature  changes  not. 

6  Yes,  O  my  soul,  I  yet  will  say, 

'Midst  anguish  and  distress, 
Trust  in  the  Lord  !  e'en  though  he  slay, 
My  cause  with  him  shall  rest. 

67  7*  S.    M.  AsOKTMOUS. 

The  Spring. 

1  SWEET  is  the  time  of  spring, 

When  nature's  charms  appear  ; 
The  birds  with  ceaseless  pleasure  sing, 

And  hail  the  opening  year  : 
But  sweeter  far  the  spring 

Of  wisdom  and  of  grace, 
When  children  bless  and  praise  their  King, 

Who  loves  the  youthful  race. 

2  Sweet  is  the  dawn  of  day, 

When  light  just  streaks  the  sky  ; 
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When  shades  and  darkness  pass  away, 

And  morning's  beams  are  nigh  : 
But  sweeter  far  the  dawn 

Of  piety  in  youth  ; 
When  doubt  and  darkness  are  withdrawn, 

Before  the  light  of  truth. 
3  Sweet  is  the  early  dew, 

Which  gilds  the  mountain  tops, 
And  decks  each  plant  and  flower  we  view 

With  pearly,  glittering  drops  : 
But  sweeter  far  the  scene 

On  Zion's  holy  hill, 
When  there  the  dew  of  youth  is  seen 

Its  freshness  to  distil. 

678.  7&6S..M.  MlSsSlMES. 

Summer. 

1  'T  IS  summer,  glorious  summer  ;  — 

Behold  the  glad,  green  earth, 
How  from  her  grateful  bosom 

The  herb  and  flower  spring  forth  ;  — 
These  are  her  rich  thanksgivings, 

The  incense  floats  above  ! 
Father  !  what  may  we  offer  ? 

Thy  chosen  flower  is  love  ! 

2  'T  is  summer,  blessed  summer  ;  — 

The  lofty  hills  are  bright  ; 
All  nature's  fountains  sparkle, — 

Shall  ours  have  lesser  light  ? 
No  ;  bid  each  spirit  praise  Him 

Who  hangs  on  every  tree 
A  thousand  living  lyres, 

Awak'ning  harmony  ! 

3  'T  is  summer  in  our  bosoms, 

When  youthful  snares  we  fly, 
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And  strength  and  peace  are  given 

By  angel  ministry  ;  — 
>T  is  summer  in  yon  heaven, 

Where,  teachers,  ye  shall  know, 
While  time  shall  last,  the  blessedness 

Wrought  by  your  love  below. 

679.  8&7s.  M.  Hob™. 

Autumn  Warnings. 

1  SEE  the  leaves  around  us  falling, 

Dry  and  withered,  to  the  ground  ; 
Thus  to  thoughtless  mortals  calling, 
In  a  sad  and  solemn  sound  :  — 

2  "  Youth,  on  length  of  days  presuming, 

Who  the  paths  of  pleasure  tread,  — 
View  us,  late  in  beauty  blooming, 
Numbered  now  among  the  dead. 

3  "  What  though  yet  no  losses  grieve  you, 

Gay  with  health  and  many  a  grace  ; 
Let  not  cloudless  skies  deceive  you  : 
Summer  gives  to  autumn  place. 

4  "  Yearly  in  our  course  returning, 

Messengers  of  shortest  stay, 
O,  receive  our  kindly  warning,  — 
Heaven  and  earth  shall  pass  away." 

5  On  the  tree  of  life  eternal, 

Let  our  highest  hopes  be  stayed  : 
This  alone,  for  ever  vernal, 
Bears  a  leaf  that  shall  not  fade. 

OoO»  C.  M.        Phillips's  Serv.  Book. 

Thunder-storm. 

1   THE  thunder  bursts  !  its  rolling  might 
Seems  the  firm  hills  to  shake  ; 
And  in  terrific  splendor  bright, 
The  gathered  lightnings  break. 
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2  Yet  doth  not  God  behold  thee  still, 

With  all-surveying  eye  ? 
Doth  not  his  power  all  nature  fill, 
Around,  beneath,  on  high  ? 

3  Then  fear  not,  though  the  angry  sky 

A  thousand  darts  should  cast ; 
Why  should  we  tremble  e'en  to  die, 
And  be  with  him  at  last  ? 

681.  6  &  5s.   M.  Mrs.  S.  J.  Hale. 

The  Lord's  Prayer. 

1  OUR  Father  in  heaven, 

We  hallow  thy  name  ! 
May  thy  kingdom  holy 

On  earth  be  the  same  ! 
O,  give  to  us  daily 

Our  portion  of  bread  ; 
It  is  from  thy  bounty 

That  all  must  be  fed. 

2  Forgive  our  transgressions, 

And  teach  us  to  know 
That  humble  compassion 

Which  pardons  each  foe  : 
Keep  us  from  temptation, 

From  weakness  and  sin, 
And  thine  be  the  glory 

For  ever.  —  Amen. 

682.  C.    M.  Anonymous. 
A  Child's  Prayer. 

1  LORD,  teach  a  little  child  to  pray, 

And,  O,  accept  my  prayer  ; 
Thou  canst  hear  all  the  words  I  say, 
For  thou  art  everywhere. 

2  A  little  sparrow  cannot  fall 

Unnoticed,  Lord,  by  thee  ; 
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And  though  I  am  so  young  and  small, 

Thou  dost  take  care  of  me. 
3  Teach  me  to  do  whate'er  is  right, 

And,  when  I  sin,  forgive  ; 
And  make  it  still  my  chief  delight 

To  serve  thee  while  I  live. 

683.  L-  M-  Anonymous. 

Sunday  Morning.     For  a  Child. 

1  CALLED  by  the  Sabbath  bells  away 

Unto  thy  holy  temple,  Lord, 
I  '11  go,  with  willing  mind,  to  pray, 

To  praise  thy  name,  and  hear  thy  word. 

2  O  sacred  day  of  peace  and  joy, 

Thy  hours  are  ever  dear  to  me  ; 
Ne'er  may  a  sinful  thought  destroy 
The  holy  calm  I  find  in  thee. 

3  Dear  are  thy  peaceful  hours  to  me, 

For  God  has  given  them  in  his  love, 
To  tell  how  calm,  how  blest,  shall  be 
The  endless  day  of  heaven  above. 

©84..  L.    M.  PlERPONT. 

Morning  Hymn.     For  a  Child. 

1  O  GOD,  I  thank  thee  that  the  night 

In  peace  and  rest  hath  passed  away  ; 
And  that  I  see,  in  this  fair  light, 

My  Father's  smile,  that  makes  it  day. 

2  Be  thou  my  Guide,  and  let  me  live 

As  under  thine  all-seeing  eye  : 
Supply  my  wants,  my  sins  forgive, 
And  make  me  happy  when  I  die. 

08  5«  L.    M.  Anonymous. 

Sunday  Evening.     For  a  Child. 

1   AGAIN  we  've  seen  the  Sabbath  day, 
And  heard  of  Jesus  and  of  heaven  ; 
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We  thank  thee,  Father,  and  we  pray 
That  this  day's  sins  may  be  forgiven. 
2  May  all  we  heard  and  understood 

Be  well  remembered  through  the  week, 

And  help  to  make  us  wise  and  good, 
More  humble,  diligent,  and  meek. 

686.  L-    M.  PlERPONT. 

Evening  Hymn.     For  a  Child. 

1  ANOTHER  day  its  course  has  run, 

And  still,  O  God,  thy  child  is  blest ; 
For  thou  hast  been  by  day  my  sun, 
And  thou  wilt  be  by  night  my  rest. 

2  Sweet  sleep  descends,  my  eyes  to  close  ; 

And  now,  when  all  the  world  is  still, 
I  give  my  body  to  repose,  — 
My  spirit  to  my  Father's  will. 

687.  6S.     M.  FURNESS. 

The  Want  within. 

1  I  FEEL  within  a  want 

For  ever  burning  there, 
What  I  so  thirst  for,  grant, 

0  Thou  who  hearest  prayer  ! 

2  This  is  the  thing  I  crave, 

A  likeness  to  thy  Son  ; 
This  would  I  rather  have 

Than  call  the  world  my  own. 

3  Like  him,  now  in  my  youth, 

1  long,  O  God,  to  be, 
In  tenderness  and  truth, 

In  sweet  humility. 

4  'T  is  my  most  fervent  prayer, 

Be  it  more  fervent  still, 
Be  it  my  highest  care, 
Be  it  my  settled  will. 
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688.  CM.  L.G.pRiI. 

Brotlierhj  Love. 

1  FATHER,  in  heaven  !   we  thank  the  care 

That  planned  our  lot  on  earth, 
Made  us  each  other's  love  to  share, 
By  ties  of  kindred  birth. 

2  Brothers  and  sisters  hand  in  hand 

Together  taught  to  go  ; 
Our  pleasures  one,  a  happy  band,  — 
Or  one  in  scenes  of  woe. 

3  Since  God  such  ties  has  round  us  thrown, 

To  make  us  happy  here.  — 
O,  let  no  want  of  love  be  shown, 
To  cause  a  single  tear. 

4  Thus  happy  live,  thus  happy  die, 

In  union  sweet  below, 
That  when  to  other  worlds  we  fly, 
To  higher  joys  may  go. 

G89.  CM.  William  Cutter. 

Youthful  Example. 

1  WHAT  if  the  little  rain  should  say, 

So  small  a  drop  as  I 
Can  ne'er  refresh  these  thirsty  fields, 
I  '11  tarry  in  the  sky  ? 

2  What  if  a  shining  beam  of  noon 

Should  in  its  fountain  stay, 
Because  its  feeble  light  alone 
Cannot  create  a  day  ? 

3  Doth  not  each  rain-drop  help  to  form 

The  cool,  refreshing  shower, 
And  every  ray  of  light  to  warm 
And  beautify  the  flower  ? 

4  Go  thou,  and  strive  to  do  thy  share  ;  — 

One  talent,  — less  than  thine,  — 
34  307 


EARLY  INSTRUCTION  AND  PIETY. 

Improved  with  steady  zeal  and  care, 
Would  gain  rewards  divine. 

Oc?0»  -L'  M-  Anonymous. 

For  the  Close  of  a  Sabl  ith  School. 

1  FATHER,  once  more  let  grateful  praise 

And  humble  prayer  to  thee  ascend  ; 
Thou  Guide  and  Guardian  of  our  ways, 
Our  early  and  our  only  Friend. 

2  Since  every  day  and  hour  that  's  gone 

Has  been  with  mercy  richly  crowned, 
Mercy,  we  know,  shall  still  flow  on, 
For  ever  sure,  as  time  rolls  round. 

3  Hear  then  the  parting  prayers  we  pour, 

And  bind  our  hearts  in  love  alone  ; 
And  if  we  meet  on  earth  no  more, 
May  we  at  last  surround  thy  throne. 

691.  8&7S.  M.  L.  G.Prat. 

Anniversary  Hymn. 

1  LORD,  we  come  to  seek  thy  blessing, 

Objects  of  thy  tender  care  ; 
Every  good  on  earth  possessing, 
If  thy  favor  we  but  share. 

2  Nature  speaks,  in  all  her  beauty, 

Of  the  hand  that  fashioned  her  ; 
So  must  we,  by  love  and  duty, 
All  our  gifts  to  thee  refer. 

3  Here  the  Sunday  School  and  temple 

Throw  their  doors  for  us  apart, 

Trained  to  be  both  true  and  gentle, 

Wise  in  mind  and  pure  in  heart. 

4  On  this  joyful,  blest  occasion, 

We  our  hearts  would  lift  to  thee  ; 
Catch  the  tones  of  soft  persuasion,  — 
Happy,  true,  and  thoughtful  be. 
328 


FAST  AND  TKAXXSCIVIXG. 

60  2*  8  &  7s.  M.       From  the  German. 

Thanksgiving. 

1  PRAISE  the  Lord,  when  blushing  morning 

Wakes  the  blossoms  fresh  with  dew, 
Praise  him  when  revived  creation 
Beams  with  beauties  fair  and  new.  , 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  when  early  breezes 

Come  so  fragrant  from  the  flowers, 
Praise,  thou  willow,  by  the  brook-side, 
Praise,  ye  birds,  among  the  bowers. 

3  Praise  the  Lord,  and  may  his  blessing 

Guide  us  in  the  way  of  truth, 
Keep  our  feet  from  paths  of  error, 
Make  us  holy  in  our  youth. 

4  Praise  the  Lord,  ye  hosts  of  heaven, 

Angels,  sing  your  sweetest  lays, 
All  things  utter  forth  his  glory, 
Sound  aloud  Jehovah's  praise. 


FAST    AND    THANKSGIVING. 

693o  L-    M.  DVEK. 

Public  Humiliation. 

1  GREAT  Maker  of  unnumbered  worlds, 

And  whom  unnumbered  worlds  adore, — 
Whose  goodness  all  thy  creatures  share, 
While  nature  trembles  at  thy  power,  — 

2  Thine  is  the  hand  that  moves  the  spheres, 

That  wakes  the  wind  and  lifts  the  sea  ; 
And  man,  who  moves  the  lord  of  earth, 
Acts  but  the  part  assigned  by  thee. 

3  While  suppliant  crowds  implore  thine  aid, 

To  thee  we  raise  the  humble  cry  ; 
399 


FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

Thine  altar  is  the  contrite  heart, 
Thine  incense  the  repentant  sigh. 
4  O,  may  our  land,  in  this  her  hour, 

Confess  thy  hand,  and  bless  the  rod, 
By  penitence  make  thee  her  Friend, 
And  find  in  thee  a  guardian  God. 

694r»  C.   M.  S.  Streeter. 

Humiliation  and  Prayer. 

1  HERE,  in  thy  temple,  Lord,  we  meet, 

And  bow  before  thy  throne  ; 
Abased  and  guilty,  at  thy  feet, 
We  seek  thy  grace  alone. 

2  Our  sins  rise  up  in  dread  array, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  fear  ; 
Our  trembling  spirits  melt  away, 
But  find  no  helper  near. 

3  O,  send  thy  pity  from  on  high 

With  pardon  all-divine  ; 
Bring  now  thy  gracious  spirit  nigh, 
And  make  us  wholly  thine. 

4  We  humbly  mourn  our  follies  past, 

Each  guilty  path  deplore  ; 
Resolved,  while  feeble  life  shall  last, 
To  tread  those  paths  no  more. 

695.  CM.  Rippon's  Coll. 

Judgments  for  National  Sins  deprecated. 

1  ALMIGHTY  Lord,  before  thy  throne 

Thy  mourning  people  bend  ; 
'T  is  on  thy  pardoning  grace  alone 
Our  dying  hopes  depend. 

2  Dark  judgments,  from  thy  heavy  hand, 

Thy  dreadful  power  display  ; 
Yet  mercy  spares  our  guilty  land, 
And  still  we  live  to  pray. 
400 


FASI   INI  ;iving. 

3  How  changed,  alas  !   are  truths  divine, 

For  error,  guilt,  and  shame  ! 
What  impious  numbers,  bold  in  sin, 
Disgrace  the  Christian  name  ! 

4  O,  turn  us,  turn  us,  mighty  Lord  ; 

Convert  us  by  thy  grace  ; 
Then  shall  our  hearts  obey  thy  word, 
And  see  again  thy  face. 

5  Then,  should  oppressing  foes  invade, 

We  will  not  yield  to  fear, 
Secure  of  all-suffirient  aid, 
When  thou,  O  God,  art  near. 

OOOa  ^J#  ^*  Montgomery. 

Penitence  and  Forgiveness. 

1  HAVE  mercy  on  me,  O  my  God  ! 

In  loving  kindness  hear  my  prayer  ; 
Withdraw  the  terror  of  thy  rod  ; 
Lord,  in  thy  tender  mercy,  spare. 

2  Offences  rise  where'er  I  look, 

But  I  confess  their  guilt  to  thee  ; 
Blot  my  transgressions  from  thy  book  ; 
Wash  me  from  all  iniquity. 

3  Not  streaming  blood  nor  cleansing  fire 

Thy  seeming  as:ger  can  appease  ; 
Burnt-offerings  thou  dost  not  require, 
Or  gladly  I  would  render  these. 

4  The  broken  heart  in  sacrifice, 

Alone,  will  thine  acceptance  meet ; 
My  heart,  O  God,  do  not  despise, 
Abased  and  contrite  at  thy  feet. 

5  Thy  consolations,  as  of  eld, 

Now  to  my  troubled  mind  restore  ; 
By  thy  free  spirit's  might  uphold, 

And  guide  my  steps  to  fall  no  more. 
34*  '  4a 


FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

697.  S.    M.  DrUMMOND. 
"  Is  it  such  a  Fast  that  I  hare  chosen?  " 

1  "IS  this  a  fast  for  me  ?"  — 

Thus  saith  the  Lord  our  God  ;  — 
"  A  day  for  man  to  vex  his  soul, 
And  feel  affliction's  rod  ?  — 

2  "  Like  bulrush  low  to  bow 

His  sorrow-stricken  head, 
With  sackcloth  for  his  inner  vest, 
And  ashes  round  him  spread  ? 

3  "  Shall  day  like  this  have  power 

To  stay  th'  avenging  hand, 
Efface  transgression,  or  avert 
My  judgments  from  the  land  ? 

4  u  No  ;  is  not  this  alone 

The  sacred  fast  I  choose,  — 
Oppression's  yoke  to  burst  in  twain, 
The  bands  of  guilt  unloose  ?  — 

5  u  To  nakedness  and  want 

Your  food  and  raiment  deal, 
To  dwell  your  kindred  race  among, 
And  all  their  sufferings  heal  ? 

6  "  Then,  like  the  morning  ray, 

Shall  spring  your  health  and  light  ; 
Before  you,  righteousness  shall  shine, 
Behind,  my  glory  bright  !  " 

698.  CM.  Breviary. 

Humility  under  Affliction. 

1  O  SINNER,  bring  not  tears  alone, 

Or  outward  form  of  prayer, 
But  let  it  in  thy  heart  be  known 
That  penitence  is  there. 

2  To  smite  the  breast,  the  clothes  to  rend, 

God  asketh  not  of  thee  : 
402 


FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

Thy  secret  soul  he  bids  thee  bend 
In  true  humility. 

3  O,  let  us,  then,  with  heartfelt  grief, 

Draw  near  unto  our  God, 
And  pray  to  him  to  grant  relief, 
And  stay  the  lifted  rod. 

4  O  righteous  Judge,  if  thou  wilt  deign 

To  grant  us  what  we  need, 
We  pray  for  time  to  turn  again, 
And  grace  to  turn  indeed. 

699.  l.  m.  a*». 

In  Time  of  War. 

1  WHILE  sounds  of  war  are  heard  around, 
And  death  and  ruin  strow  the  ground, 

To  thee  we  look,  on  thee  we  call, 
The  Parenc  and  the  Lord  of  all. 

2  Thou  who  hast  stamped  on  human  kind 
The  image  of  a  heaven-born  mind, 
And  in  a  Father's  wide  embrace 

Hast  cherished  all  the  kindred  race,  — 

3  Great  God,  whose  powerful  hand  can  bind 
The  raging  waves,  the  furious  wind, 

O,  bid  the  human  tempest  cease, 

And  hush  the  maddening  world  to  peace. 

4  With  reverence  may  each  hostile  land 
Hear  and  obey  that  high  command, 
Thy  Son's  blest  errand  from  above,  — 
"  My  creatures,  live  in  mutual  love  !  " 

700.  CJ.    M.  Anonymous. 

For  a  Day  of  Fasting  and  Prayer. 

1  NOW  let  our  prayers  ascend  to  thee, 
Thou  great  and  holy  One  ; 
Above  the  world  raise  thou  our  hearts  ; 
In  us,  thy  will  be  done. 
403 


FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

2  O,  let  us  feel  how  frail  we  are, 

How  much  we  need  thy  grace  ; 
O,  strengthen,  Lord,  our  fainting  souls, 
While  here  we  seek  thy  face. 

3  Our  sins,  alas  !  before  thee  rise  ; 

Thou  knowest  all  our  guilt  ; 
Let  not  our  faith,  our  hope,  our  trust, 
On  earthly  things  be  built. 

4  Forgive  our  sins,  thy  spirit  grant, 

Let  love  our  souls  refine, 
And  heavenly  peace  and  holy  hope 
Assure. that  we  are  thine. 

701.  CM.  Tate  &  Brady. 

God  uur  Deliverer. 

1  O  LORD,  our  fathers  oft  have  told, 

In  our  attentive  ears, 
Thy  wonders  in  their  days  performed, 
And  in  more  ancient  years. 

2  'T  was  not  their  courage,  nor  their  sword, 

To  them  salvation  gave  ; 
'T  was  not  their  number,  nor  their  strength, 
That  did  their  country  save. 

3  But  thy  right  hand,  —  thy  powerful  arm,  — 

Whose  succour  they  implored  ; 
Thy  providence  protected  them, 
Who  thy  great  name  adored. 

4  As  thee  their  God  our  fathers  owned, 

So  thou  art  still  our  King  ; 
O,  therefore,  as  thou  didst  to  them, 
To  us  deliverance  bring. 

5  To  thee  the  glory  we  '11  ascribe, 

From  whom  salvation  came  ; 
In  God,  our  shield,  we  will  rejoice, 
And  ever  bless  thy  name. 
404 


FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

702.  7s'  M'  Sacred  Lyrics. 

Thanksgiving. 

1  SWELL  the  anthem,  raise  the  song  ; 
Praises  to  our  God  belong  ; 

m  Saints  and  angels,  join  to  sing 

Praises  to  the  Heavenly  King. 

2  Blessings  from  his  liberal  hand 
Flow  around  this  happy  land  : 
Kept  by  him,  no  foes  annoy  ; 
Peace  and  freedom  we  enjoy. 

3  Here,  beneath  a  virtuous  sway, 
May  we  cheerfully  obey,  — 
Never  feel  oppression's  rod,  — 
Ever  own  and  worship  God. 

4  Hark  !  the  voice  of  nature  sings 
Praises  to  the  King  of  kings  ; 
Let  us  join  the  choral  song, 
And  the  grateful  notes  prolong. 

7  03*  CM.  Christian  Psalmist. 

Thanks  for  an  abundant  Harvest. 

1  FOUNTAIN  of  mercy,  God  of  love  ! 

How  rich  thy  bounties  are  ! 
The  rolling  seasons,  as  they  move, 
Proclaim  thy  constant  care. 

2  When  in  the  bosom  of  the  earth 

The  sower  hid  the  grain, 
Thy  goodness  marked  its  secret  birth, 
And  sent  the  early  rain. 

3  The  spring's  sweet  influence,  Lord,  was  thine  : 

The  plants  in  beauty  grew  : 
Thou  gav'st  refulgent  suns  to  shine, 
And  mild,  refreshing  dew. 

4  These  various  mercies  from  above 

Matured  the  swelling  grain  ; 
405 


FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

A  kindly  harvest  crowns  thy  love, 

And  plenty  fills  the  plain. 
5   We  own  and  bless  thy  gracious  sway; 

Thy  hand  all  nature  hails  ; 
Seed-time  nor  harvest,  night  nor  day, 

Summer  nor  winter,  fails.  * 

704*  L.  M.  Campbell's  Coll. 

The  Joy  in  Harvest. 

1  GREAT  God,  as  seasons  disappear, 
And  changes  mark  the  rolling  year, 
Thy  favor  still  doth  crown  our  days, 
And  we  would  celebrate  thy  praise. 

2  The  harvest  song  we  would  repeat  : 
"  Thou  giyest  us  "the  finest  wheat"  : 

"  The  joy  of  harvest"  we  have  known  : 
The  praise.,  O  Lord,  is  all  thine  own. 

3  Our  tables  spread,  our  garners  stored, 
O,  give  us  hearts  to  bless  thee,  Lord  ; 
Forbid  it,  Source  of  light  and  love, 
That  hearts  and  lives  should  barren  prove. 

4  Another  harvest  comes  apace  : 
Mature  our  spirits  by  thy  grace, 
That  we  may  calmly  meet  the  blow 
The  sickle  gives  to  lay  us  low  ;  — 

5  That  so,  when  angel  reapers  come 
To  gather  sheaves  to  thy  blest  home, 
Our  spirits  may  be  borne  on  high 
To  thy  safe  garner  in  the  sky. 

T05«  6    &.   4s.    M.  Montgomery. 

Praise  to  the  God  of  Harvest. 

1    THE  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
In  loud  thanksgiving  paise 
Hand,  heart,  and  voice  ; 
40G 


FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

The  valleys  smile  and  sing, 
Forests  and  mountains  ring, 
The  plains  their  tribute  bring, 
The  streams  rejoice. 

2  Yea,  bless  his  holy  name, 
And  purest  thanks  proclaim 

Through  all  the  earth  ; 
To  glory  in  your  lot 
Is  duty,  —  but  be  not 
God's  benefits  forgot, 

Amidst  your  mirth. 

3  The  God  of  harvest  praise  ; 
Hands,  hearts,  and  voices  raise, 

With  sweet  accord  ; 
From  field  to  garner  throng, 
Bearing  your  sheaves  along, 
And  in  your  harvest  song 

Bless  ye  the  Lord. 

70o»  ■"-'•    "*•  Doddridge. 

The  Year  crowned  with  Goodness. 

1  ETERNAL  Source  of  every  joy, 
Thy  praise  may  well  our  lips  employ, 
While  in  thy  temple  we  appear, 

Whose  goodness  crowns  the  circling  year. 

2  Wide  as  the  wheels  of  nature  roll, 
Thy  hand  supports  the  steady  pole  ; 
The  sun  is  taught  by  thee  to  rise, 
And  darkness  when  to  veil  the  skies. 

3  The  flowery  spring,  at  thy  command, 
Embalms  the  air  and  paints  the  land  ; 
The  summer  suns  with  vigor  shine, 
To  raise  the  corn  and  cheer  the  vine. 

4  Thy  hand  in  autumn  richly  pours 
Through  all  our  coasts  abundant  stores  ; 


FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

And  winters,  softened  by  thy  care, 
No  more  a  dreary  aspect  wear. 
5   Still  be  the  cheerful  homage  paid 

With  morning  light  and  evening  shade  ; 
Seasons,  and  months,  and  weeks,  and  days, 
Demand  successive  songs  of  praise. 

707.  8  &  7s.  M.  cko„e. 

The  Sacrifice  of  Thanksgiving. 

1  LORD  of  heaven,  and  earth,  and  ocean, 

Hear  us  from  thy  bright  abode, 
While  our  hearts,  with  true  devotion, 
Own  their  great  and  gracious  God. 

2  Health  and  every  needful  blessing 

Are  thy  bounteous  gifts  alone  ; 
Comforts  undeserved  possessing, 
Here  we  bend  before  thy  throne. 

3  Thee,  with  humble  adoration, 

Lord,  we  praise  for  mercies  past  ; 
Still  to  this  most  favored  nation 
May  those  mercies  ever  last. 

708.  U    &  8s-  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

Thanksgiving  and  Praise  in  the  Sanctuary. 

1  BE  joyful  in  God,  all  ye  lands  of  the  earth  ; 

O,  serve  him  with  gladness  and  fear  ; 
Exult  in  his  presence  with  music  and  mirth  ; 
With  love  and  devotion  draw  near. 

2  Jehovah  is  God,  and  Jehovah  alone, 

Creator  and  Ruler  o'er  all  ; 
And  we  are  his  people  ;  his  sceptre  we  own  ; 
His  sheep,  and  we  follow  his  call. 

3  O,  enter  his  gates  with  thanksgiving  and  song  ; 

Your  vows  in  his  temple  proclaim  ; 
His  praise  in  melodious  accordance  prolong, 
And  bless  his  adorable  name. 
408 


FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

4  For  good  is  the  Lord,  inexpressibly  good, 
And  we  are  the  work  of  his  hand  ; 
His  mercy  and  truth  from  eternity  stood, 
And  shall  to  eternity  stand. 

709.  L.    P.    M.  ROSCOE. 

Praise  to  the  Author  of  JS'ational  Blessings. 

1  GREAT  God,  beneath  whose  piercing  eye 
The  world's  extended  kingdoms  lie, 

We  bow  before  thy  heavenly  throne  ; 
Thy  favoring  smile  upholds  them  all  ; 
Thine  anger  smites  them,  and  they  fall ; 

Thy  power  we  see,  thy  greatness  own. 

2  To  thee,  with  grateful  hearts,  we  raise 
The  tribute  of  exulting  praise, 

Our  country's  Guardian,  Guide,  and  Friend  ; 
Preserved  by  thee  for  ages  past, 
For  ages  let  thy  kindness  last, 

And  e'er  thy  sheltering  care  extend. 

7  1  0»  L.  M.  Heginbotham. 

The  God  of  all  Grace. 

1  GREAT  God,  let  all  my  tuneful  powers 

Awake,  and  sing  thy  mighty  name  : 
Thy  hand  revolves  my  circling  hours, — 
Thy  hand,  from  whence  my  being  came. 

2  Seasons  and  moons,  still  rolling  round 

In  beauteous  order,  speak  thy  praise  ; 
And  years,  with  smiling  mercy  crowned, 
To  thee  successive  honors  raise. 

3  My  life,  my  health,  my  friends,  I  owe 

All  to  thy  vast,  unbounded  love  ; 
Ten  thousand  precious  gifts  below, 
And  hope  of  nobler  joys  above. 

4  Thus  will  I  sing  till  nature  cease, 

Till  sense  and  language  are  no  more, 
35  409 


FAST  AND  THANKSGIVING. 

And  after  death  thy  boundless  grace, 
Through  everlasting  years,  adore. 

711.  L.  P.  M.  k.pp.3. 

Thanksgiving  for  National  Prosperity. 

1  HOW  rich  thy  gifts,  Almighty  King  f 
From  thee  our  public  blessings  spring  ; 

Th'  extended  trade,  the  fruitful  skies, 
The  treasures  liberty  bestows, 
Th'  eternal  joys  the  gospel  shows, 

All  from  thy  boundless  goodness  rise. 

2  Here  commerce  spreads  the  wealthy  store, 
Which  pours  from  every  foreign  shore  ; 

Science  and  art  their  charms  display  ; 
Religion  teaches  us  to  raise 
Our  voices  to  our  Maker's  praise, 

As  truth  and  conscience. point  the  way. 

3  With  grateful  hearts,  with  joyful  tongues, 
To  God  we  raise  united  songs  ; 

His  power  and  mercy  we  proclaim  ; 
This  land  through  every  age  shall  own, 
Jehovah  here  has  fixed  his  throne, 

And  triumph  in  his  mighty  name. 

4  Long  as  the  moon  her  course  shall  run, 
Or  man  behold  the  circling  sun, 

O,  still  may  God  amidst  us  reign  ; 
Crown  our  just  counsels  with  success, 
With  peace  and  joy  our  borders  bless, 

And  all  our  sacred  rights  maintain. 

712.  L.    M.  Steele. 

Thanksgiving  for  National  Peace. 

1   GREAT  Ruler  of  the  earth  and  skies, 
A  word  of  thine  Almighty  breath 
Can  sink  the  world,  or  bid  it  rise  ; 
Thy  smile  is  life,  thy  frown  is  death. 
410  ' 


FAST  AN13  THANKSGIVING. 

2  When  angry  nations  rush  to  arms, 

And  rage,  and  noise,  and  tumult  reign, 
And  war  resounds  its  dire  alarms, 
And  slaughter  dyes  tiie  hostile  plain  ; 

3  Thy  sovereign  eye  looks  calmly  down, 

And  marks  their  course,  and  bounds  their  power  ; 
Thy  law  the  angry  nations  own, 

And  noise  and  war  are  heard  no  more. 

4  Then  peace  returns  with  balmy  wing  ; 

Sweet  peace  !   with  her  what  blessings  fled  ! 
Glad  plenty  laughs,  the  valleys  sing, 
Reviving  commerce  lifts  her  head. 

5  Thou  good,  and  wise,  and  righteous  Lord  ! 

All  move  subservient  to  thy  will  ; 
Both  peace  and  war  await  thy  word, 
And  thy  sublime  decrees  fulfil. 

6  To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  songs  ; 

Thy  kind  protection  still  implore  : 
O,  may  our  hearts,  and  lives,  and  tongues, 
Confess  thy  goodness,  and  adore. 

T   1  3»  L.     M.  L.    H.    SlGOURNET 

Harvest. 

1  GOD  of  the  year  !  with  songs  of  praise 
And  hearts  of  love,  we  come  to  bless 
Thy  bounteous  hand,  for  thou  hast  shed 
Thy  manna  o'er  our  wilderness. 

2  In  early  spring-time  thou  didst  fling 
O'er  earth  its  robe  of  blossoming  ; 
And  its  sweet  treasures,  day  by  day, 
Rose  quickening  in  thy  blessed  ray. 

3  God  of  the  seasons  !  thou  hast  blest 
The  land  with  sunlight  and  with  showers, 
And  plenty  o'er  its  bosom  smiles, 

To  crown  the  sweet  autumnal  hours. 
411 


OPENING  AND  CLOSING  OF  THE  YEAR. 

Praise,  —  praise  to  thee  !     Our  hearts  expand 
To  view  these  blessings  of  thy  hand, 
And  on  the  incense-breath  of  love 
Ascend  to  their  bright  home  above. 


OPENING  AND  CLOSING  OF  THE  YEAR. 

714.  7S.  M.  Newton. 

New  Year's  Day. 

1  WHILE,  with  ceaseless  course,  the  sun 

Hasted  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 

Never  more  to  meet  us  here  ; 
Fixed  in  an  eternal  state, 

They  have  done  with  all  below  ; 
We  a  little  longer  wait, 

But  how  little  none  can  know. 

2  As  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

Speedily  the  mark  to  find  ; 
As  the  lightning  from  the  skies 

Darts  and  leaves  no  trace  behind  ;— - 
Swiftly  thus  our  fleeting  days 

Bear  us  down  life's  rapid  stream  : 
Upward,  Lord,  our  spirits  raise  ; 

All  below  is  but  a  dream. 

3  Thanks  for  mercies  past  receive  ; 

Pardon  of  our  sins  renew  ; 
Teach  us,  henceforth,  how  to  live, 

With  eternity  in  view  ; 
Bless  thy  word  to  old  and  young  ; 

Fill  us  with  a  Saviour's  love  ; 
When  our  life's  short  race  is  run, 

May  we  dwell  with  thee  above. 
412 


OPENING  AND  CLOSING  OF  THE  YEAR. 

7  J  |j#  L.    M.  Doddridge. 

A  Song  for  the  opening  Year. 

1  GREAT  God,  we  sing  that  mighty  hand 
By  which  supported  still  we  stand  ; 

The  opening  year  thy  mercy  shows  ; 
Let  mercy  crown  it  till  its  close. 

2  By  day,  by  night,  at  home,  abroad, 
Still  we  are  guarded  by  our  God  ; 
By  his  incessant  bounty  fed, 

By  his  unerring  counsel  led. 

3  With  grateful  hearts  the  past  we  own  ; 
The  future  —  all  to  us  unknown  — 
We  to  thy  guardian  care  commit, 
And  peaceful  leave  before  thy  feet. 

4  In  scenes  exalted  or  depressed, 

Be  thou  our  joy,  and  thou  our  rest  ; 
Thy  goodness  all  our  hopes  shall  raise, 
Adored  through  all  our  changing  days. 

5  When  death  shall  close  our  earthly  songs, 
And  seal  in  silence  mortal  tongues, 

Our  Helper,  God,  in  whom  we  trust,     . 
In  brighter  worlds  our  souls  shall  boast. 

716.  C.    M.  Newton. 

New  Year.     Prayer  for  a  Blessing. 

1  NOW,  gracious  Lord,  thine  arm  reveal, 

And  make  thy  glory  known  ; 
Now  let  us  all  thy  presence  feel, 
And  soften  hearts  of  stone. 

2  From  all  the  guilt  of  former  sin 

May  mercy  set  us  free  ; 
And  let  the  year  we  now  begin, 
Begin  and  end  with  thee. 

3  Send  down  thy  spirit  from  above, 

That  saints  may  love  thee  more, 
35*  413 


OPENING  AND  CLOSING  OF  THE  YEAR. 

And  sinners  now  may  learn  to  love, 

Who  never  loved  before. 
4  And  when  before  thee  we  appear, 

In  our  eternal  home, 
May  growing  numbers  worship  here 

And  praise  thee  in  our  room. 

717.  CM.  Heginbotham. 

New  Year.     Providential  Goodness. 

1  GOD  of  our  lives,  thy  various  praise 

Our  voices  shall  resound  : 
Thy  hand  directs  our  fleeting  days, 
And  brings  the  seasons  round. 

2  To  thee  shall  grateful  songs  arise, 

Our  Father  and  our  Friend, 
Whose  constant  mercies  from  the  skies 
In  genial  streams  descend. 

3  In  every  scene  of  life,  thy  care, 

In  every  age,  we  see  ; 
And  constant  as  thy  favors  are, 
So  let  our  praises  be. 

4  Still  may  thy  love,  in  every  scene, 

In  every  age,  appear  ; 
And  let  the  same  compassion  deign 
To  bless  the  opening  year. 

5  If  mercy  smile,  let  mercy  bring 

Our  wandering  souls  to  God  : 
In  our  affliction  we  shall  sing 
If  thou  wilt  bless  the  rod. 

718.  5&12s.  M.  c  wesuct 

The  New  Year. 

1  COME,  let  us  anew 
Our  journey  pursue,  — 
Roll  round  with  the  year, 
And  never  stand  still  till  the  Master  appear  ; 
414 


OPENING  AND  CLOSING  OF  THE  YEAR. 

His  adorable  will 
Let  us  gladly  fulfil, 
And  our  talents  improve 
By  the  patience  of  hope,  and  the  labor  of  love. 

2  Our  life  is  a  dream  ; 
Our  time,  as  a  stream, 
Glides  swiftly  away, 

And  the  fugitive  moment  refuses  to  stay  ; 

The  arrow  is  flown  ; 

The  moment  is  gone  ; 

The  millennial  year 
Rushes  on  to  our  view,  and  eternity  's  near. 

3  O,  that  each,  in  the  day 
Of  his  coming,  may  say, 

"  I  have  fought  my  way  through  ; 
I  have  finished  the  work  thou  didst  give  me  to  do  "; 

O,  that  each  from  his  Lord 

May  receive  the  glad  word, 

"  Well  and  faithfully  done  ; 
Enter  into  my  joy,  and  sit  down  on  my  throne." 

719»  CM.  DoDtRIDGZ 

Close  of  the  Year. 

1  AWAKE,  ye  saints,  and  raise  your  eyes, 

And  lift  your  voices  high  ; 
Awake,  and  praise  that  sovereign  love 
That  shows  salvation  nigh. 

2  On  all  the  wings  of  time  it  flies  ; 

Each  moment  brings  it  near  : 
Then  welcome  each  declining  day  ; 
Welcome  each  closing  year. 

3  Not  many  years  their  rounds  shall  run, 

Nor  many  mornings  rise, 
Ere  all  its  glories  stand  revealed 
To  our  admiring  eyes. 
415 


OPENING  AND  CLOSING  OF  THE  YEAR. 

4  Ye  wheels  of  nature,  speed  your,  course  ; 
Ye  mortal  powers,  decay  f§    &      \ 
Fast  as  ye  bring;  the  night  of  death, 
Ye  bring  eternal  day. 

T20.  CM.  Anonymous. 

Reflections  at  the  End  of  the  Year. 

1  AND  now,  my  soul,  another  year 

Of  thy  short  life  is  past  ; 
I  cannot  long  continue  here, 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Much  of  my  hasty  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again  ; 
And  swift  my  passing  moments  run,  — 
The  (e\v  that  yet  remain. 

3  Awake,  my  soul  ;  with  utmost  care 

Thy  true  condition  learn  : 
What  are  thy  hopes  ?  'how  sure  ?  how  fair  ? 
What  is  thy  great  concern  ? 

4  Behold  another  year  begins  ; 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven  ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 
In  Christ  so  freely  given. 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  depend  ; 
With  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road, 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

T21.  L.    M.  Doddridge. 

Close  of  the  Year. 

1  OUR  Helper,  God,  we  bless  his  name, 
Whose  love  for  ever  is  the  same  ; 
The  tokens  of  whose  gracious  care 
Begin,  and  crown,  and  close  the  year. 

2  Amid  ten  thousand  snares  we  stand, 
Supported  by  his  guardian  hand  ; 

41(5 


OPENING  AND  CLOSING  OF  THE  YEAR. 

And  see,  when  we  review  our  ways, 
Ten  thousand  monuments  of  praise. 

3  Thus  far  his  arm  hath  led  us  on  ; 
Thus  far  we  make  his  mercy  known  ; 
And  while  we  tread  this  desert  land, 
New  mercies  shall  new  songs  demand. 

4  Our  grateful  souls  on  Jordan's  shore 
Shall  raise  one  sacred  pillar  more, 
Then  bear,  in  his  bright  courts  above, 
Inscriptions  of  immortal  love. 

722.  C.  M.  Doddridge. 

Close  of  the  Year. 

1  RE M ARK,  my  soul,  the  narrow  bound 

Of  each  revolving  year  ; 
How  swift  the  weeks  complete  their  round  ! 
How  short  the  months  appear  ! 

2  So  fast  eternity  comes  on, 

And  that  important  day 
When  all  that  mortal  life  hath  done 
God's  judgment  shall  survey. 

3  Yet  like  ah  idle  tale  we  pass 

The  swift-revolving  year, 
And  study  artful  ways  t'  increase 
The  speed  of  its  career. 

4  Awake,  O  God,  my  careless  heart 

Its  great  concerns  to  see, 
That  I  may  act  the  Christian  part, 
And  give  the  year  to  thee. 

5  So  shall  their  course  more  grateful  roll, 

If  future  years  arise  ; 
Or  this  shall  bear  my  waiting  soul 
To  joy  beyond  the  skies. 

417 


OPENING  AND  CLOSLNG  OF  THE  YEAR. 

723.  10s.  M.  E.  Taylor. 
The  changing  Year. 

1  GOD  of  the  changing  year,  whose  arm  of  power 
In  safety  leads  through  clanger's  darkest  hour, 
Here  in  thy  temple  bow  thy  creatures  down, 

To  bless  thy  mercy,  and  thy  might  to  own. 

2  Thine  are  the  beams  that  cheer  us  on  our  way, 
And  pour  around  the  gladdening  light  of  day  ; 
Thine  is  the  night,  and  the  fair  orbs  that  shine 
To  cheer  its  hours  of  darkness,  — all  are  thine. 

3  If  round  our  path  the  thorns  of  sorrow  grew, 
And  mortal  friends  were  faithless,  thou  wert  true; 
Did  sickness  shake  the  frame,  or  anguish  tear 
The  wounded  spirit,  thou  wert  present  there. 

4  Yet  when  our  hearts  review  departed  days, 
How  vast  thy  mercies  !  how  remiss  our  praise  ! 
Well  may  we  dread  thine  awful  eye  to  meet, 
Bend  at  thy  throne,  and  worship  at  thy  feet. 

5  O,  lend  thine  ear,  and  lift  our  voice  to  thee  ; 
Where'er  we  dwell,  still  let  thy  mercy  be  ; 
From  year  to  year,  still  nearer  to  thy  shrine 
Draw  our  frail  hearts,  and  make  them  wholly  thine. 

724.  ?S-   M.  Newton. 
Uncertainty  of  Life.     New  Year. 

1  SEE  !  another  year  is  gone  ! 

Quickly  have  the  seasons  past  ! 
This  we  enter  now  upon 

Will  to  many  prove  their  last. 
Mercy  hitherto  has  spared, 

But  have  mercies  been  improved  ? 
Let  us  ask,  Am  I  prepared 

Should  I  be  this  year  removed  ? 

2  Some  we  now  no  longer  see, 

Who  their  mortal  race  have  run, 
418 


OPENING  AND  CLOSING  OF  THE  YEAR. 

Seemed  as  fair  for  life  as  we, 

When  the  former  year  begun. 
Some  —  but  who  God  only  knows  — 

That  are  here-  assembled  now, 
Ere  the  present  year  shall  close, 

To  the  stroke  of  death  must  bow. 
3  If  from  guilt  and  sin  set  free 

By  the  knowledge  of  thy  grace, 
Welcome,  then,  the  call  will  be 

To  depart  and  see  thy  face. 
To  thy  saints  while  here  below, 

With  new  years  new  mercies  come 
But  the  happiest  year  they  know 

Is  the  last,  that  leads  them  home. 

725.  S-    M.  Beddome. 

Purposes  on  Beginning  a  New  Year. 

1  MY  few  revolving  years, 

How  swift  they  glide  away  ! 
How  short  the  term  of  life  appears 
When  past,  —  but  as  a  day  ! 

2  A  dark  and  cloudy  day, 

Clouded  by  grief  and  sin  ; 
A  host  of  enemies  without, 
Distressing  fears  within. 

3  Lord,  through  another  year 

If  thou  permit  my  stay, 
With  diligence  may  I  pursue 
The  true  and  living  wTay  ! 

726»  L.    M.  Doddridge. 

The  Flight  of  Time. 

1   GOD  of  eternity,  from  thee 

Did  infant  Time  his  being  draw  ; 
Moments,  and  days,  and  months,  and  years 
Revolve  by  thine  unvaried  law. 
419 


OPENING  AND  CLOSING  OF  THE  YEAR. 

2  Silent  and  swift  they  glide  away  ; 

Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows, 
Lost  in  eternity's  wide  sea,  — 

The  boundless  gulf  from  whence  it  rose. 

3  With  it  the  thoughtless  sons  of  men 

Upon  the  rapid  stream  are  borne 
Swift  on  to  their  eternal  home, 

Whence  not  one  soul  can  e'er  return. 

4  Yet,  while  the  shore,  on  either  side, 

Presents  a  gaudy,  flattering  show, 
We  gaze,  in  fond  amazement  lost, 
Nor  think  to  what  a  world  we  go. 

5  Great  Source  of  wisdom,  teach  my  heart 

To  know  the  price  of  every  hour, 
That  time  may  bear  me  on  to  joys 
Beyond  its  measure  and  its  power. 

727.  10  &  lis.  M.  Doddridge. 

For  JVeio  Years  Day. 

1  HOUSE  of  our  God,  with  cheerful  anthems  ring, 
While  all  our  lips  and  hearts  his  graces  sing  ; 
The  opening  year  his  bounties  shall  proclaim, 
And  all  its  days  be  vocal  with  his  name. 

The  Lord  is  good,  his  mercy  never-ending, 
His  blessings  in  perpetual  showers  descending. 

2  Thou  earth,  enlightened  by  his  rays  divine, 
Pregnant  with  grass,  and  corn,  and  oil,  and  wine  ; 
Crowned  with  his  goodness,  let  the  nations  meet, 
And  lay  their  crowns  at  his  paternal  feet  ; 

With  grateful  love  that  liberal  hand  confessing, 
Which  through  each  heart  diffused)  every  blessing. 

3  His  mercy  never  ends  ;  the  dawn,  the  shade, 

Still  see  new  beauties  through  new  scenes  displayed  ; 
Succeeding  ages  bless  this  sure  abode, 
And  children  lean  upon  their  father's  God. 
420 


THE  SEASONS. 

The  soul  of  man,  through  its  immense  duration, 
Drinks  from  this  source  immortal  consolation. 
4  Burst  into  praise,  my  soul  !  all  nature  join  ; 
Angels  and  men  in  harmony  combine  ; 
While  human  years  are  measured  by  the  sun, 
And  while  eternity  its  course  shall  run, 
His  goodness,  in  perpetual  showers  descending, 
Exalt  in  songs  and  raptures  never-ending. 


THE    SEASONS. 

728.  CM.  Needham. 

The  Providence  of  God  in  the  Seasons. 

1  THE  rolling  year,  Almighty  Lord  ! 

Obeys  thy  powerful  nod  ; 
Each  season,  as  it  silent  moves, 
Declares  the  present  God. 

2  Waked  by  thy  voice,  blooms  forth  the  spring, 

In  living  verdure  dressed  ; 
On  hills,  in  vales,  through  fields  and  groves, 
Thy  beauties  stand  confessed. 

3  The  sun  calls  forth  the  summer  months, 

Nor  do  the  hours  delay  ; 
The  fruits  with  varied  colors  glow 
Beneath  his  ripening  ray. 

4  Thy  bounty,  Lord  !  in  autumn  shines, 

And  spreads  a  general  feast  ; 
In  which  thy  creatures  all  partake, 
The  greatest  and  the  least. 

5  When  winter  rears  her  hoary  head, 

And  shows  her  furrowed  brow, 
In  storms  and  tempests,  frosts  and  snows, 

How  awful,  Lord,  art  thou  ! 
36  421 


THE  SEASONS. 

6   The  rolling  year,  Almighty  Lord  !  . 
Obeys  thy  powerful  nod  ; 
Each  season,  as  it  silent  moves, 
Declares  the  present  God. 

72?$  •  L-    M.  Enfield's  Select. 

The  Goodness  of  God  in  the  Seasons. 

1  GREAT  God  !  at  whose  all-powerful  call 

At  first  arose  this  beauteous  frame, 
By  thee  the  seasons  change,  and  all 
The  changing  seasons  speak  thy  name. 

2  Thy  bounty  bids  the  infant  year, 

From  winter  storms  recovered,  rise  ; 
When  thousand  grateful  scenes  appear, 
Fresh  opening  to  our  wondering  eyes. 

3  O,  how  delightful  't  is  to  see 

The  earth  in  vernal  beauty  dressed  ! 
While  in  each  herb,  and  flower,  and  tree, 
Thy  bright  perfections  shine  confessed  ! 

4  Indulgent  God  !  from  every  part, 

Thy  plenteous  blessings  largely  flow  ; 
We  see,  —  we  taste  ;  —  let  every  heart 
With  grateful  love  and  duty  glow. 

730.  CM.  Watts. 

Seasons. 

1  WITH  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 

Address  the  Lord  on  high  ; 
O'er  all  the  heavens  he  spreads  his  cloud, 
And  waters  veil  the  sky. 

2  He  sends  his  showers  of  blessings  down, 

To  cheer  the  plains  below  ; 
He  makes  the  grass  the  mountains  crown, 
And  corn  in  valleys  grow. 

3  His  steady  counsels  change  the  face 

Of  each  declining  year  ; 
422 


THE  SEASONS. 

He  bids  the  sun  cut  short  his  race 


And  wintry  days  appear. 
4  On  us  his  providence  has  shone, 
With  gentle,  smiling  rays  ; 
O,  may  our  lips  and  lives  make  known 
His  goodness  and  his  praise. 

T31.  CM.  Anonymous. 

Spring. 

1  WHEN  brighter  suns  and  milder  skies 

Proclaim  the  opening  year, 
What  various  sounds  of  joy  arise  ! 
What  prospects  bright  appear  ! 

2  Earth  and  her  thousand  voices  give 

Their  thousand  notes  of  praise  ; 
And  all,  that  by  his  mercy  live, 
To  God  their  offering  raise. 

3  The  streams,  all  beautiful  and  bright, 

Reflect  the  morning  sky  ; 
And  there,  with  music  in  his  flight, 
The  wild  bird  soars  on  high. 

4  Thus,  like  the  morning,  calm  and  clear, 

That  saw  the  Saviour  rise, 
The  spring  of  heaven's  eternal  year 
Shall  dawn  on  earth  and  skies. 

5  No  winter  there,  no  shades  of  night, 

Obscure  those  mansions  blest, 
Where,  in  the  happy  fields  of  light, 
The  wreary  are  at  rest. 

732.  C.    M.  Steele. 

Spring. 

1  WHEN  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 

And  blossoms  deck  the  spray, 

And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 

How  sweet  the  vernal  day  ! 

423 


THE  SEASONS. 

• 

2  Hark  !  how  the  feathered  warblers  sing  ! 

'T  is  nature's  cheerful  voice  ; 

Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring, 

And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 

3  O  God  of  nature  and  of  grace, 

Thy  heavenly  gifts  impart  ; 
Then  shall  my  meditation  trace 
Spring,  blooming  in  my  heart. 

4  Inspired  to  praise,  I  then  shall  join 

Glad  nature's  cheerful  song, 
And  love  and  gratitude  divine 
Attune  my  joyful  tongue. 

T33o  S.    M.  Anonymous. 

The  Seasons.     Summer. 

1  GREAT  God,  at  thy  command 

Seasons  in  order  rise  : 
Thy  power  and  love  in  concert  reign 
Through  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies. 

2  How  balmy  is  the  air  ! 

How  warm  the  sun's  bright  beams  ! 
While,  to  refresh  the  ground,  the  rains 
Descend  in  gentle  streams. 

3  With  grateful  praise  we  own 

Thy  providential  hand, 
While  grass,  and  herbs,  and  waving  corn, 
Adorn  and  bless  the  land. 

4  But  greater  still  the  gift 

Of  thy  beloved  Son  ; 
By  him  forgiveness,  peace,  and  joy, 
Through  endless  ages  run. 

l7'3i4:<»  ^   ^  ^S*  ^*        British  Magazine. 

Autumn. 
1    THE  leaves  around  me  falling 
Are  preaching  of  decay  ; 
424 


THE  SEASONS. 

The  hollow  winds  are  calling, 
"  Come,  pilgrim,  come  away  "  : 

The  day,  in  night  declining, 
Says  I  must,  too,  decline  ; 

The  year  its  bloom  resigning, 
Its  lot  foreshadows  mine. 

2  The  light  my  path  surrounding, 

The  loves  to  which  I  cling, 
The  hopes  within  me  bounding, 

The  joys  that  round  me  wing,  — ■ 
All,  all,  like  stars  at  even, 

Just  gleam  and  shoot  away, 
Pass  on  before  to  heaven, 

And  chide  at  my  delay. 

3  The  friends  gone  there  before  me 

Are  calling  from  on  high, 
And  happy  angels  o'er  me 

Tempt  sweetly  to  the  sky  : 
"  Why  wait,"  they  say,  "  and  wither, 

'Mid  scenes  of  death  and  sin  ? 
O,  rise  to  glory,  hither, 

And  find  true  life  begin." 

735«  C.    31.  Atommoirt. 

Harvest. 

1  TO  praise  the  bounteous  Lord  of  all} 

Wake  all  our  thankful  powers  ; 
He  calls,  and  at  his  call  come  forth 
The  smiling  harvest  hours. 

2  His  covenant  with  the  earth  he  keeps  ; 

His  goodness  we  will  sing  ; 
Summer  and  winter  know  their  time, 
And  harvest  crowns  the  spring. 

3  Teach  us,  O  gracious  God,  to  sow 

The  seeds  of  righteousness  ; 
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THE  SEASONS. 

Shine  on  our  souls,  and  with  thy  beams 
The  ripening  harvest  bless. 

736.  C.  M.  Steele. 

Winter. 

1  STERN  Winter  throws  his  icy  chains, 

Encircling  nature  round  ; 
How  bleak,  how  comfortless,  the  plains, 
Late  with  gay  verdure  crowned  ! 

2  The  sun  withholds  his  vital  beams,  i 

And  light  and  warmth  depart  ; 
And  drooping,  lifeless  nature  seems 
An  emblem  of  my  heart. 

3  Return,  O  blissful  sun,  and  bring 

Thy  soul-reviving  ray  ; 
This  mental  winter  shall  be  spring, 
This  darkness,  cheerful  day. 

4  O  happy  state  !  divine  abode, 

Where  spring  eternal  reigns, 
And  perfect  day,  the  smile  of  God, 
Fills  all  the  heavenly  plains. 

5  Great  Source  of  light,  thy  beams  display, 

My  drooping  joys  restore, 
And  guide  me  to  the  seats  of  day, 
Where  winter  frowns  no  more. 

737.  C.  M.  Watts. 

Winter. 

1  THE  hoary  frost,  the  fleecy  snow, 

Descend  and  clothe  the  ground  ; 
The  liquid  streams  forbear  to  flow, 
In  icy  fetters  bound. 

2  When,  from  his  dreadful  stores  on  high, 

God  pours  the  sounding  hail, 
The  man  that  does  his  power  defy 
Shall  find  his  courage  fail. 
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THE   SEASONS. 

3  God  sends  his  word,  and  melts  the  snow  ; 

The  fields  no  longer  mourn  ; 
He  calls  the  warmer  gales  to  blow, 
And  bids  the  spring  return. 

4  The  changing  wind,  the  flying  cloud, 

Obey  his  mighty  word  ; 
With  songs  and  honors  sounding  loud, 
Praise  ye  the  sovereign  Lord. 

738.  S.  M.  Montgomery. 

Seed  time. 

1    SOW  in  the  morn  thy  seed  ; 
At  eve  hold  not  thy  hand  ; 
To  doubt  and  fear  give  thou  no  heed  ; 
Broadcast  it  o'er  the  land  ;  — 
,  2  And  duly  shall  appear, 

In  verdure,  beauty,  strength, 
The  tender  blade,  the  stalk,  the  ear, 
And  the  full  corn  at  length. 

3  Thou  canst  not  toil  in  vain  ; 

Cold,  heat,  and  moist,  and  dry 
Shall  foster  and  mature  the  grain 
For  garners  in  the  sky. 

4  Thence,  when  the  glorious  end, 

The  day  of  God,  shall  come, 
The  angel-reapers  shall  descend, 

And  heaven  cry,  "  Harvest  home  !  " 

739.  H.  M.  Freeman. 
Imitation  of  Thompsons  Hymn  on  the  Seasons. 

1  LORD  of  the  worlds  below  ! 
On  earth  thy  glories  shine  ; 
The  changing  seasons  show 
Thy  skill  and  power  divine. 


The  rolling  years 
Are  full  of  thee  ; 

427 


In  all  we  see 
A  God  appears. 


THE  SEASON'S. 

2  Forth  in  the  flowery  spring, 

We  see  thy  beauty  move  ; 
The  birds  on  branches  sing 
Thy  tenderness  and  love  ; 
Wide  flush  the  hills  ;        Devotion's  calm 
The  air  is  balm  ;  Our  bosom  fills. 

3  Then  come,  in  robes  of  light, 

The  summer's  flaming  days  ; 
The  sun  thine  image  bright, 
Thy  majesty,  displays  ; 


And  oft  thy  voice 
In  thunder  rolls  ; 


But  still  our  souls 
in  thee  rejoice. 
In  autumn,  a  rich  feast 

Thy  common  bounty  gives 
To  man,  and  bird,  and  beast, 
And  every  thing  that  lives. 


And  harvest  moon, 
Our  lips  declare; 


Thy  liberal  care 
At  morn  and  noon, 

5  In  winter,  awful  thou  ! 

With  storms  around  thee  cast 
The  leafless  forests  bow 
Beneath  thy  northern  blast. 


While  tempests  lower 
To  thee,  dread  King, 


We  homage  bring, 
And  own  thy  power. 


740.  ?S-     M-  fiARBAULD. 

The  Seasons. 

1  PRAISE  to  God,  immortal  praise, 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days  ! 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  thy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2  All  that  Spring,  with  bounteous  hand, 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land,  — 
All  that  liberal  Autumn  pours 
From  her  rich,  o'erflowing  stores,  — * 

4i>d 


THE  SEASONS. 

3  These  to  that  dear  Source  we  owe 
Whence  our  sweetest  comforts  flow  ; 
These,  through  all  my  happy  days, 
Claim  my  cheerful  songs  of  praise. 

4  Lord,  to  thee  my  soul  should  raise 
Grateful,  never-ending  praise, 
And,  when  every  blessing  's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 

741.  ('•    M-  Watts. 
The  Blessing  of  Rain. 

1  'T  IS  by  thy  strength  the  mountains  stand, 

God  of  eternal  power  ; 
The  sea  grows  calm  at  thy  command, 
And  tempests  cease  to  roar. 

2  Thy  morning  light  and  evening  shade 

Successive  comforts  bring  ; 
Thy  plenteous  fruits  make  harvest  glad, 
Thy  flowers  adorn  the  spring. 

3  Seasons  and  times,  and  moons  and  hours, 

Heaven,  earth,  and  air  are  thine  ; 
When  clouds  distil  in  fruitful  showers, 
The  Author  is  divine. 

4  Those  wandering  cisterns  in  the  sky, 

Borne  by  the  winds  around, 
With  watery  treasures  well  supply 
The  furrows  of  the  ground. 

5  The  thirsty  ridges  drink  their  fill, 

And  ranks  of  corn  appear  ; 
Thy  ways  abound  with  blessings  still, 
Thy  goodness  crowns  the  year. 

742.  8s.  M.  Hawes. 

Spring. 

1    THE  winter  is  over  and  gone, 

The  thrush  whistles  sweet  on  the  spray, 
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NATIONAL  HYMNS. 

The  turtle  breathes  forth  her  soft  moan, 
The  lark  mounts  and  warbles  away. 

2  Shall  every  creature  around 

Their  voices  in  concert  unite, 
And  I,  the  most  favored,  be  found 
In  praising  to  take  less  delight  ? 

3  Awake,  then,  my  harp,  and  my  lute  ! 

Sweet  organs  your  notes  softly  swell  ! 
No  longer  my  lips  shall  he  mute, 
The  Saviour's  high  praises  to  tell. 

4  His  love  in  my  heart  shed  abroad, 

My  graces  shall  bloom  as  the  spring  ; 
This  temple,  his  spirit's  abode  ; 
My  joy  as  my  duty  to  sing. 


NATIONAL    HYMNS. 

743.  C.    M.  Wreford. 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

1  LORD,  while  for  all  mankind  we  pray, 

Of  every  clime  and  coast, 
O,  hear  us  for  our  native  land,  — 
The  land  we  love  the  most. 

2  O,  guard  our  shores  from  every  foe, 

With  peace  our  borders  bless, 
With  prosperous  times  our  cities  crown, 
Our  fields  with  plenteousness. 

3  Unite  us  in  the  sacred  love 

Of  knowledge,  truth,  and  thee  ; 
And  let  our  hills  and  valleys  shout 
The  songs  of  liberty. 

4  Here  may  religion  pure  and  mild 

Smile  on  our  Sabbath  hours  ; 
430 


NATIONAL  HYMNS. 

And  piety  and  virtue  bless 

The  home  of  us  and  ours. 
5  Lord  of  the  nations,  thus  to  thee 

Our  country  we  commend  ; 
Be  thou  her  refuge  and  her  trust, 

Her  everlasting  friend. 

*y  /t  /^  L.    AT.  Presbyterian  Coll. 

God  acknowledged  in  National  Blessings. 

1  GREAT  God  of  nations,  now  to  thee 

Our  hymn  of  gratitude  we  raise  ; 

"With  humble  heart  and  bending  knee, 

We  offer  thee  our  song  of  praise. 

2  Thy  name  we  bless,  Almighty  God, 

For  all  the  kindness  thou  hast  shown 
To  this  fair  land  the  pilgrims  trod, — 
This  land  we  fondly  call  our  own. 

3  Here  Freedom  spreads  her  banner  wide, 

And  casts  her  soft  and  hallowed  ray  ; 
Here  thou  our  fathers'  steps  didst  guide 
In  safety  through  their  dangerous  way. 

4  We  praise  thee  that  the  gospel's  light 

Through  all  our  land  its  radiance  sheds, 
Dispels  the  shades  of  error's  night, 

And  heavenly  blessings  round  us  spreads. 

5  Great  God,  preserve  us  in  thy  fear  ; 

In  dangers  still  our  guardian  be  ; 
O,  spread  thy  truth's  bright  precepts  here  ; 
Let  all  the  people  worship  thee. 

745.  L.    M.  Flint. 

Remembrance  of  our  Fathers. 
1   IN  pleasant  lands  have  fallen  the  lines 
That  bound  our  goodly  heritage, 
And  safe  beneath  our  sheltering  vines 
Our  youth  is  blest,  and  soothed  our  age. 
431 


NATIONAL   HYMNS. 


2  What  thanks,  O  God,  to  thee  are  due, 

That  thou  didst  plant  our  fathers  here, 
And  watch  and  guard  them  as  they  grew,  — 
A  vineyard  to  the  Planter  dear  ! 

3  The  toils  they  bore  our  ease  have  wrought  ; 

They  sowed  in  tears,  in  joy  we  reap  ; 
The  birthright  they  so  dearly  bought 

We  '11  guard  till  we  with  them  shall  sleep. 

4  Thy  kindness  to  our  fathers  shown, 

In  weal  and  woe,  through  all  the  past, 
Their  grateful  sons,  O  God,  shall  own, 
While  here  their  name  and  race  shall  last. 


74r©.  L.  M.    6  L.  G.  Mellen. 

The  Pilgrims. 

1  FROM  stern  oppression's  haughty  land 

The  pilgrims  crossed  the  boisterous  wave, 
A  patient,  firm,  and  patriot  band  ; 

The  God  of  battles  made  them  brave  : 
O,  make  us  ever  blest  and  free, 
A  land  of  peace  and  liberty. 

2  To  thee,  their  steadfast,  suppliant  eyes 

Were  raised  'mid  war  and  dread  alarm  ; 
O  God  of  battles,  from  the  skies 

Thy  mercy  sent  the  conquering  arm  ; 
Still  guard  our  freedom,  rights,  and  fame, 
While  we  exalt  thy  holy  name. 

3  Here  we,  the  children  of  the  free, 

Now  gladly  chant  the  joyful  song, 
And  own  our  boundless  debt  to  thee, 

Which  time  shall  gladly  bear  along. 
Be  this  our  universal  cry, 
For  God,  for  home,  for  liberty. 
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NATIONAL  HYMNS. 

74T»  ^    ^     ^S#     ^*  ASOKTMOUS. 

Prayer  for  our  Country. 

1  GOD  bless  our  native  land  ! 
Firm  may  she  ever  stand 

Through  storm  and  night  ! 
When  the  wild  tempests  rave, 
Ruler  of  winds  and  wave  ! 
Do  thou  our  country  save, 

By  thy  great  might. 

2  For  her  our  prayer  shall  rise 
To  God  above  ihe  skies  ; 

On  him  we  wait  ; 
Thou  who  hast  heard  each  sigh 
Watching  each  weeping  eye, 
Be  thou  for  ever  nigh  ;  — 

God  save  the  state  ! 

748  •  CM.  Anonymous. 

God's  Kindness  to  our  Forefathers. 

1  TO  Him  from  whom  our  blessings  flow, 

Who  all  our  wants  supplies, 
This  day  the  choral  song  and  vow 
From  grateful  hearts  shall  rise. 

2  'T  was  he  who  led  the  pilgrim  band 

Across  the  stormy  sea  ; 
'T  was  he  who  stayed  the  tyrant's  hand, 
And  set  our  country  free, 

3  When  shivering  on  a  strand  unknown, 

In  sickness  and  distress, 
Our  fathers  looked  to  God  alone, 
To  save,  protect,  and  bless. 

4  Be  thou  our  nation's  strength  and  shield, 

In  manhood  as  in  youth  ; 
Thine  arm  for  our  protection  wield, 
And  guide  us  by  thy  truth. 
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NATIONAL  HYMNS. 

74r9.  6  &  4s-  M.  S.  F.  Smith. 

National  Hymn. 

1  MY  country,  't  is  of  thee, 
Sweet  land  of  liberty, 

Of  thee  I  sing  ; 
Land  where  my  fathers  died, 
Land  of  the  pilgrim's  pride, 
From  every  mountain  side 

Let  freedom  ring. 

2  My  native  country,  thee  — 
Land  of  the  noble,  free  — 

Thy  name  —  I  love  ; 
I  love  thy  rocks  and  rills, 
Thy  woods  and  templed  hills  ; 
My  heart  with  rapture  thrills 

Like  that  above. 

3  Let  music  swell  the  breeze, 
And  ring  from  all  the  trees 

Sweet  freedom's  song  ; 
Let  mortal  tongues  awake  ; 
Let  all  that  breathe  partake  ; 
Let  rocks  their  silence  break,  — 

The  sound  prolong. 

4  Our  fathers'  God,  to  thee, 
Author  of  liberty, 

To  thee  we  sing  : 
Long  may  our  land  be  bright 
With  freedom's  holy  light  ; 
Protect  us  by  thy  might, 

Great  God,  our  King. 

750.  L.  M.  Whittikr. 

National  Anniversary. 

1   O  THOU,  whose  presence  went  before 
Our  fathers  in  their  weary  way, 
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NATIONAL   HYMNS. 

As  with  thy  chosen  moved  of  yore 
The  fire  by  night,  the  cloud  by  day  ! 

2  When  from  each  temple  of  the  free 

A  nation's  song  ascends  to  heaven, 
Most  holy  Father,  unto  thee 

Now  let  our  humble  prayer  be  given. 

3  Sweet  peace  is  here  ;  and  hope  and  love 

Are  round  us  as  a  mantle  thrown, 
And  unto  thee,  supreme  above, 

The  knee  of  prayer  is  bowed  alone. 

4  And  grant,  O  Father,  that  the  time 

Of  earth's  deliverance  may  be  near, 
When  every  land  and  tongue  and  clime 
The  message  of  thy  love  shall  hear,  — 

5  When,  smitten  as  with  fire  from  heaven, 

The  captive's  chain  shall  sink  in  dust, 
And  to  his  fettered  soul  be  given 
The  glorious  freedom  of  the  just. 

751.  8    &  7S.   M.  PlERPONT 

Anniversary  Hymn. 

1  GOD  of  mercy,  do  thou  never 

From  our  offering  turn  away, 
But  command  a  blessing  ever 
On  the  memory  of  this  day. 

2  Light  and  peace  do  thou  ordain  it  ; 

O'er  it  be  no  shadow  flung, 
Let  no  deadly  darkness  stain  it, 
And  no  clouds  be  o'er  it  hung. 

3  May  the  song  this  people  raises, 

And  its  vows  to  thee  addressed, 
Mingle  with  the  prayers  and  praises, 
That  thou  nearest  from  the  blest. 

4  When  the  lips  are  cold  that  sing  thee, 

And  the  hearts  that  love  thee  dust, 
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NATIONAL  HYMNS. 

Father,  then  our  souls  shall  bring  thee 
Holier  love  and  firmer  trust. 

752.  L.  M.  Whittier. 
Freedom. 

1  O  HOLY  Father,  just  and  true 

Are  all  thy  works  and  words  and  ways, 
And  unto  thee  alone  are  due 

Thanksgiving  and  eternal  praise  ! 
As  children  of  thy  gracious  care, 

We  veil  the  eye,  —  we  bend  the  knee,  — 
With  broken  words  of  praise  and  prayer, 

Father  and  God,  we  come  to  thee. 

2  For  thou  hast  heard,  O  God  of  right, 

The  sighing  of  the  hapless  slave  ; 
And  stretched  for  him  the  arm  of  might, 

Not  shortened  that  it  could  not  save. 
The  laborer  sits  beneath  his  vine, 

The  shackled  soid  and  hand  are  free  ;  — 
Thanksgiving  !  —  for  the  work  is  thine  ! 

Praise  !  —  for  the  blessing  is  of  thee. 

3  Speed  on  thy  work,  Lord  (Jod  of  hosts  ! 

And  when  the  bondsman's  chain  is  riven, 
And  swells  from  all  our  country's  coasts 

The  anthem  of  the  free  to  heaven, 
O,  not  to  those  whom  thou  hast  led, 

As  with  thy  (loud  and  fire  before, 
But  unto  thee,  in  fear  and  dread, 

Be  praise  and  glory  evermore. 

753.  C.  M.  C.  Spragus. 
The  Pilgrims. 

1   OUR  fathers,  Lord,  to  seek  a  spot 
Where  they  might  kneel  to  thee, 
Their  own  fair  heritage  forgot, 
And  braved  an  unknown  sea. 
4JG 


NATIONAL  HYMNS 

2  Here  found  their  pilgrim  souls  repose 

Where  long  the  heathen  roved  ; 

And  here  their  humble  anthems  rose 

To  bless  the  Power  they  loved. 

3  They  sleep  in  dust,  —  but  where  they  trod, 

A  feeble,  fainting  band, 
Glad  millions  catch  the  strain,  O  God, 
And  sound  it  through  the  land. 

754.  L.    M.  W.  P.  LUNT. 

Our  Forefathers. 

1  WHEN,  driven  by  oppression's  rod, 

Our  fathers  fled  beyond  the  sea, 
Their  care  was  first  to  honor  God, 
And  next  to  leave  their  children  free. 

2  Above  the  forest's  gloomy  shade 

The  altar  and  the  school  appeared  ; 
On  that  the  gifts  of  faith  were  laid, 

In  this  their  precious  hopes  were  reared. 

3  Armed  with  intelligence  and  zeal, 

Their  sons  shook  off  the  tyrant's  chain, 
The  rights  of  freemen  quick  to  feel, 
And  nobly  daring  to  maintain. 

4  The  altar  and  the  school  still  stand, 

The  sacred  pillars  of  our  trust, 
And  freedom's  sons  shall  fill  the  land 
When  we  are  sleeping  in  the  dust. 

5  Before  thine  altar,  Lord,  we  bend, 

With  grateful  song  and  fervent  prayer, 
For  thou  who  wast  our  fathers'  friend 
Wilt  make  our  offspring  still  thy  care. 

755.  L  M.  6  L.  H.  Ware,  Jr. 

The  God  of  our  Fathers. 

1   LIKE  Israel's  hosts  to  exile  driven, 
Across  the  flood  the  pilgrims  fled  ; 
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NATIONAL  HYMNS. 

Their  hands  bore  up  the  ark  of  Heaven, 

And  Heaven  their  trusting  footsteps  led, 
Till  on  these  savage  shores  they  trod, 
And  won  the  wilderness  for  (iod. 

2  Then,  where  their  weary  ark  found  rest, 

Another  Zion  proudly  grew  ; 
In  more  than  Jadah's  glory  dressed, 

With  light  that  Israel  never  knew. 
From  sea  to  sea  her  empire  spread, 
Her  temple  Heaven,  and  Christ  her  head. 

3  Then  let  the  grateful  Church  to-day 

Its  ancient  rite  with  gladness  keep  ; 
And  still  our  fathers'  God  display 

His  kindness,  though  the  fathers  sleep. 
O,  hless,  as  thou  hast  blessed  the  past, 
While  earth,  and  time,  and  heaven  shall  last. 

756.  P-    M.  II.  Ware,  Jr. 

The  Progress  of  Freedom. 

1  OPPRESSION  shall  not  always  reign  ; 

There  comes  a  brighter  day, 
When  freedom,  burst  from  every  chain, 

Shall  have  triumphant  way. 
Then  right  shall  over  might  prevail, 
And  truth,  like  hero  armed  in  mail, 
The  hosts  of  tyrant  wrong  assail, 

And  hold  eternal  sway. 

2  What  voice  shall  bid  the  progress  stay 

Of  truth's  victorious  car  ? 
What  arm  arrest  the  growing  day, 

Or  quench  the  solar  star  ? 
What  reckless  soul,  though  stout  and  strong, 
Shall  dare  bring  hack  the  ancient  wrong, 
Oppression's  guilty  night  prolong, 

And  freedom's  morning  bar  ? 
43d 


NATIONAL  HYMNS 

3  The  hour  of  triumph  conies  apace, 

The  fated,  promised  hour, 
When  earth  upon  a  ransomed  race 

Her  bounteous  gifts  shall  shower. 
Ring,  Liberty,  thy  glorious  bell  ! 
Bid  high  thy  sacred  banner  swell  ! 
Let  trump  on  trump  the  triumph  tell 

Of  Heaven's  redeeming  power. 

757.  L.  M.  C.  Sprague. 

For  the  Blessing  of  Schools. 

1  O  THOU,  at  whose  dread  name  we  bend, 

To  whom  our  purest  vows  we  pay, 
God  over  all,  in  love  descend, 
And  bless  the  labors  of  this  day. 

2  Our  fathers  here,  a  pilgrim  band, 

Fixed  the  proud  empire  of  the  free  ; 
Art  moved  in  gladness  o'er  the  land, 
And  Faith  her  altars  reared  to  thee. 

3  Here,  too,  to  guard,  through  every  age, 

The  sacred  rights  their  valor  won, 
They  bade  instruction  spread  her  page, 
And  send  down  truth  from  sire  to  son. 

4  Here  still,  through  all  succeeding  time, 

Their  stores  may  truth  and  learning  bring, 
And  still  the  anthem-note  sublime 

To  thee  from  children's  children  sing. 


433 


DEDICATION   AND  ORDINATION. 


DEDICATION    AND   ORDINATION. 

758.  L.    M.  PlERPONT. 

Dedication  of  a  House  of  Worship. 

1  O,  BOW  thine  ear,  Eternal  One  ! 

On  thee  our  heart  adoring  calls  ; 
To  thee  the  followers  of  thy  Son 

Have  raised  and  now  devote  these  walls. 

2  Here  let  thy  holy  days  be  kept  ; 

And  be  this  place  to  worship  given, 
Like  that  bright  spot  where  Jacob  slept, 
The  house  of  God,  the  gate  of  heaven. 

3  Here  may  thine  honor  dwell ;  and  here, 

As  incense,  let  thy  children's  prayer, 
From  contrite  hearts  and  lips  sincere, 
Rise  on  the  still  and  holy  air. 

4  Here  be  thy  praise  devoutly  sung  ; 

Here  let  thy  truth  beam  forth  to  save, 
As  when,  of  old,  thy  spirit  hung, 

On  wings  of  light,  o'er  Jordan's  wave. 

5  And  when  the  lips,  that  with  thy  name 

Are  vocal  now,  to  dust  shall  turn, 
On  others  may  devotion's  flame 
Be  kindled  here,  and  purely  burn  ! 

759.  C.  M.  Bryant. 

Dedication  Hymn. 

1  O  THOU,  whose  own  vast  temple  stands, 

Built  over  earth  and  sea, 
Accept  the  walls  that  human  hands 
Have  raised  to  worship  thee. 

2  Lord,  from  thine  inmost  glory  send, 

Within  these  courts  to  bide, 
440 


DEDICATION*  AND  ORDINATION. 

The  peace  that  dwelleth,  without  end, 
Serenely  by  thy  side. 

3  May  erring  minds  that  worship  here 

Be  taught  the  better  way, 
And  they  who  mourn,  and  they  who  fear, 
Be  strengthened  as  they  pray  ! 

4  May  faith  grow  firm,  and  love  grow  warm, 

And  pure  devotion  rise, 
"While  round  these  hallowed  walls  the  storm 
Of  earth-born  passion  dies  ! 

760.  L-   M.  Willis. 

Dedication  Hymn. 

1  THE  perfect  world,  by  Adam  trod, 
Was  the  first  temple,  — built  by  God  ; 
His  fiat  laid  the  corner-stone, 

And  heaved  its  pillars,  one  by  one. 

2  He  hung  its  starry  roof  on  high,  — 
The  broad,  illimitable  sky  ; 

He  spread  its  pavement,  green  and  brigbt, 
And  curtained  it  with  morning  light. 

3  The  mountains  in  their  places  stood,  — 
The  sea,  the  sky,  —  and  "  all  was  good  "  ; 
And,  when  its  first  pure  praises  rang, 

The  "  morning  stars  together  sang." 

4  Lord  !  't  is  not  ours  to  make  the  sea, 
And  earth,  and  sky  a  house  for  thee  ; 
But  in  thy  sight  our  offering  stands, 

A  humbler  temple,  "  made  with  hands." 

76L  H.M-  FliASCIS. 

Prayer  for  God's  Presence  and  Blessing. 

1   GREAT   King  of  glory,  come, 
And  with  thy  favor  crown 
This  temple  as  thy  home, 
This  people  as  thine  own  : 
441 


DED  CATION   AND   ORDINATION. 

Beneath  this  roof,  O,  deign  to  show 
How  God  can  dwell  with  men  below. 

2  Here  may  thine  ears  attend 

Our  interceding  cries, 
And  grateful  praise  ascend, 

Like  incense  to  the  skies  : 
Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  celestial  joys  around. 

3  Here  may  our  unborn  sons 

And  daughters  sound  thy  praise, 
And  shine,  like  polished  stones, 
Through  long-succeeding  days  : 
Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  power, 
While  temples  stand  and  men  adore. 

4  Here  may  the  listening  throng 

Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love  ; 
Here  Christians  join  the  song 
,  Of  seraphim  above  ; 
Till  all,  who  humbly  seek  thy  face, 
Rejoice  in  thy  abounding  grace. 

762«  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

A  blessing  implored. 

1  HERE,  in  thy  name,  Eternal  God, 

We  build  this  earthly  house  for  thee  ; 
O,  choose  it  for  thy  fixed  abode, 
And  guard  it  long  from  error  free. 

2  Here,  when  thy  people  seek  thy  face, 

And  dying  sinners  pray  to  live, 
Hear  thou,  in  heaven,  thy  dwelling-place, 
And  when  thou  nearest,  Lord,  forgive. 

3  Here,  when  thy  messengers  proclaim 

The  blessed  gospel  of  thy  Son, 
Still  by  the  power  of  his  great  name 
Be  mighty  signs  and  wonders  done. 


DEDICATION   AND   ORDINATION. 


4  When  children's  voices  raise  the  song, 

Hosanna  !  to  their  Heavenly  King, 
Let  heaven  with  earth  the  strain  prolong  ; 
Hosanna  !  let  the  angels  sing. 

5  -But  will,  indeed,  Jehovah  deign 

Here  to  abide,  no  transient  guest  ? 
Here  will  our  great  Redeemer  reign, 
And  here  the  Holy  Spirit  rest  ? 

6  Thy  glory  never  hence  depart  ; 

Yet  choose  not,  Lord,  this  house  alone  ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  to  every  heart  ; 
In  every  bosom  fix  thy  throne. 

4  OOi  's*  -'■"••  Montgomery. 

The  House  of  Prayer  and  Praise. 

1  LORD  of  hosts,  to  thee  we  raise 
Here  a  house  of  prayer  and  praise  ; 
Thou  thy  people's  hearts  prepare 
Here  to  meet  for  praise  and  prayer. 

2  Let  the  living  here  be  fed 

With  thy  word,  the  heavenly  bread  ; 
Here,  in  hope  of  glory  blest, 
May  the  dead  be  laid  to  rest  ;  — 

3  Here  to  thee  a  temple  stand, 
While  the  sea  shall  gird  the  land  ; 
Here  reveal  thy  mercy  sure, 
While  the  sun  and  moon  endure. 

4  Hallelujah  !  —  earth  and  sky 
To  the  joyful  sound  reply  ; 
Hallelujah  !  —  hence  ascend 
Prayer  and  praise  till  time  shall  end. 

7  04.  L.  M.  Montgomery. 

A  Pastor  icelcomed. 

1  WE  bid  thee  welcome  in  the  name 
Of  Jesus,  our  exalted  Head  ; 
443 


DEDICATION  AND  ORDINATION. 

Come  as  a  servant  ;  so  lie  came, 
And  we  receive  lliee  in  his  stead. 

2  Come  as  an  angel,  hence  to  guide 

A  band  of  pilgrims  on  tlieir  way  ; 
That,  sufcly  walking  at  thy  side, 
We  never  fail,  nor  faint,  nor  stray. 

3  Come  as  a  teacher  sent  from  God, 

Charged  his  whole  council  to  declare  ; 
Lift  o'er  our  ranks  the  prophet's  rod, 
While  we  uphold  thy  hands  with  prayer. 

4  Come  as  a  messenger  of  peace, 

Filled  with  the  Spirit,  fired  with  love  ; 
Live  to  behold  our  large  increase, 
And  die  to  meet  us  all  above. 

765.  6&,4s.  M.  J.  y>uNg. 

Prayer  for  a  Minister's  Success. 

1  O  HOLY  Lord,  our  God! 
By  heavenly  hosts  adored, 

Hear  us,  we  pray  ; 
To  thee  the  cherubim, 
Angels,  and  seraphim 
Unceasing  praises  bring,  — 

Their  homage  pay. 

2  Here  give  thy  word  success, 
And  this  thy  servant  bless,  — 

His  labors  own  ; 
And  while  the  sinner's  Friend 
His  life  and  words  commend, 
Thy  Holy  Spirit  send, 

And  make  him  known. 

3  May  every  passing  year 
More  happy  still  appear 

Than  this  glad  day  ; 
444 


DEDICATION   AND  ORDINATION. 

With  numbers  fill  the  place, 
Adorn  thy  saints  with  grace  ; 
Thy  truth  may  all  embrace, 
O  Lord  !  we  pray. 

4  O  Lord,  our  God  !  arise  ; 
And  now,  before  our  eyes, 

Thy  arm  make  bare  ; 
Unite  our  hearts  in  love, 
Till,  raised  to  heaven  above, 
We  all  its  goodness  prove, 

And  praise  thee  there. 

766.  8&6S.  M.  S.F.Smith 

Benefits  of  the  Ministry. 

1  BLEST  is  the  hour  when  cares  depart, 

And  earthly  scenes  are  far,  — 
When  tears  of  woe  forget  to  start, 
And  gently  dawns  upon  the  heart 

Devotion's  holy  star. 

2  Blest  is  the  place  where  angels  bend 

To  hear  our  worship  rise, 
Where  kindred  thoughts  their  musings  blend, 
And  all  the  soul's  affections  tend 

Beyond  the  veiling  skies. 

3  Blest  are  the  hallowed  vows  that  bind 

Man  to  his  work  of  love,  — 
Bind  him  to  cheer  the  humble  mind, 
Console  the  weeping,  lead  the  blind, 

And  guide  to  joys  above. 

4  Sweet  shall  the  song  of  glory  swell, 

Spirit  divine,  to  thee, 
When  they  whose  work  is  finished  well 
In  thy  own  courts  of  rest  shall  dwell, 
Blest  through  eternity. 
3S  445 


DEDICATION   AND  ORDINATION. 

767.  L.     M.  PlERPONT. 

Ordination  Hymn. 

1  O  THOU,  who  an  above  all  height  ! 

Our  God,  our  Father,  and  our  Friend  ! 
Beneath  thy  throne  of  love  and  light, 
Let  thine  adoring  children  bend. 

2  We  kneel  in  praise,  that  here  is  set 

A  vine  that  by  thy  culture  grew  ; 
We  kneel  in  prayer,  that  thou  wouldst  wet 
Its  opening  leaves  with  heavenly  dew. 

3  Since  thy  young  servant  now  hath  given 

Himself,  his  powers,  his  hopes,  his  youth 
To  the  great  cause  of  truth  and  heaven, 
Be  thou  his  guide,  O  God  of  truth  ! 

4  Here  may  his  doctrines  drop  like  rain, 

His  speech  like  Hermon's  dew  distil, 
Till  green  fields  smile,  and  golden  grain, 
Ripe  for  the  harvest,  waits  thy  will. 

5  And  when  he  sinks  in  death,  —  by  care, 

Or  pain,  or  toil,  or  years  oppressed,  — 

0  God  !  remember  then  our  prayer, 
And  take  his  spirit  to  thy  rest. 

768.  7s.  M.  E.  Pkabody. 
Ordination. 

1  LIFT  aloud  the  voice  of  praise  ! 

God,  our  Father  and  our  Friend, 
Hear  the  prayer  and  song  we  raise, 
Weak  yet  trusting  we  would  bend. 

2  Lo  !  another  servant  brought 

To  the  heritage  of  God  ;  — 
May  he  teach  as  Christ  hath  taught, 
Tread  the  path  his  Saviour  trod. 

3  To  the  vineyard  may  he  come 

Girded  with  celestial  might ; 
44G 


CHARITABLE  AND  MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

Skilled  to  draw  thy  children  home, 
Taught  to  give  the  darkened  light. 
4  Unto  thee  a  people  bend,  — 

Bind  us  heart  to  heart  in  love  ; 
Flock  and  pastor,  we  would  tend 
Ever  toward  our  home  above. 

769.  L.  M.  H.Ware,  Jr. 

Ordination  or  Installation. 

1  O  THOU,  who  on  thy  chosen  Son 

Didst  send  thy  spirit  like  a  dove, 
To  mark  the  long  expected  one, 
And  seal  the  messenger  of  love  ; 

2  And  when  the  heralds  of  his  name 

Went  forth,  his  glorious  truth  to  spread, 
Didst  send  it  down  in  tongues  of  flame 
To  hallow  each  devoted  head. 

3  So,  Lord,  thy  servant  now  inspire 

With  holy  unction  from  above  ; 
Give  him  the  tongue  of  living  fire, 
Give  him  the  temper  of  the  dove. 

4  Lord,  hear  thy  suppliant  church  to-day  ; 

Accept  our  work,  our  souls  possess, 
'T  is  ours  to  labor,  watch,  and  pray  ; 
Be  thine  to  cheer,  sustain  and  bless. 


CHARITABLE    AND    MISSIONARY    MEET- 
INGS. 

770.  L.  M.  6L.  J.Taylor. 

For  a  charitable  Occasion. 

1   O  YE  who  seek  Jehovah's  face, 
Bow  at  his  throne,  and  feel  his  grace, 
447 


CHARITABLE  AXD  MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

Who  ask  in  prayer,  and  own  in  praise, 
That  bounteous  love  which  gilds  your  days, 
Catch  from  above  the  hallowed  flame, 
And  dignify  the  Christian  name. 

2  Where'er  distress  and  pain  appear, 
Let  pity's  ready  hand  be  there  ; 
With  cheering  wine  and  fragrant  oil, 
Bid  languor  glow  and  anguish  smile  ; 
Though  woe  her  lowliest  form  may  wear, 
Yet  Cod  has  stamped  his  image  there. 

3  When  he,  the  sovereign  Judge,  draws  nigh, 
And  holds  th'  unerring  beam  on  high, 
Then  shall  sweet  charity  prevail, 
And  angels  mark  the  sinking  scale  ; 
Jesus  shall  call  his  followers  home  :  — 
"  Ye  blessed  of  my  Father,  come  !  " 

7  7  1  o  CM.  Eoden's  Coll. 

Kindness  to  the  Afflicted. 

1  BRIGHT  Source  of  everlasting  love, 

To  thee  our  souls  we  raise, 
And  to  thy  sovereign  bounty  rear 
A  monument  of  praise. 

2  Thy  mercy  gilds  the  path  of  life 

With  every  cheering  ray, 
And  kindly  checks  the  rising  tear, 
Or  wipes  that  tear  away. 

3  What  shall  we  render,  bounteous  Lord, 

For  all  the  grace  we  see  ? 
The  goodness  feeble  man  can  yield 
Extendelh  not  to  thee. 

4  To  scenes  of  woe,  to  beds  of  pain, 

We  '11  cheerfully  repair, 
And,  with  the  gifts  thy  hand  bestows, 
Relieve  the  sufferers  there. 

•MS 


CHARITABLE  AND  MISSIONARY   MEETINGS, 

5   The  widow's  heart  shall  sing  for  joy  ; 
The  orphan  shall  be  glad  ; 
And  hungering  souls  we  '11  gladly  point 
To  Christ,  the  living  bread. 

772.  L'M.  Watts. 
The  Rewards  of  Beneficence. 

1  BLEST  is  the  man,  whose  heart  is  kind, 

And  melts  in  pity  to  the  poor  ; 
Who,  with  a  sympathizing  mind, 
Feels  what  his  fellow-men  endure. 

2  His  heart  contrives  for  their  relief 

More  good  than  his  own  hands  can  do  ; 
He,  in  the  time  of  general  grief, 
Shall  find  the  Lord  hath  pity  too. 

3  This  man  shall  live  secure  on  earth 

With  secret  blessings  on  his  head, 
While  sword,  or  pestilence,  or  dearth 
Around  him  multiply  their  dead. 

4  Or  if  with  mortal  sufferings  tried, 

Sufferings  shall  all  his  soul  refine  ; 
Sweet  hope  his  refuge  shall  provide, 
And  minister  a  bliss  divine. 

773.  C.    M.  Brow.nz. 
Fur  a  char  liable  Occasion. 

1  O,  HOW  can  they  look  up  to  heaven, 

And  ask  for  mercy  there, 
Who  ne\er  soothed  the  poor  man's  pang, 
Nor  dried  the  orphan's  tear  ! 

2  The  dread  Omnipotence  of  heaven 

We  every  hour  provoke  ; 
Yet  still  the  mercy  of  our  God 
Withholds  th'  avenging  stroke. 

3  And  Christ  was  still  the  healing  Friend 

Of  poverty  and  pain, 
38*  449 


CHARITABLE  AND  MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

And  never  did  imploring  wretch 
His  garment  touch  in  vain. 

4  May  we  with  humhle  effort  take 

Example  from  above, 
And  thence  the  active  lesson  learn 
Of  charity  and  love. 

5  But  chiefly  he  the  labor  ours 

To  shade  the  early  plant  ; 
To  guard  from  ignorance  and  guilt 
The  infancy  of  want. 

774.  8&7S.    M.  PlEKFOST. 

For  a  Benevolent  Society. 

1  MIGHTY  One,  whose  name  is  Holy, 

Thou  wilt  save  thy  work  alive  ; 
And  the  spirit  of  the  lowly 

Thou  wilt  visit  and  revive. 
What  thy  prophets  thus  have  spoken, 

Ages  witness  as  they  roll  ; 
Bleeding  hearts  and  spirits  hroken 

Touched  hy  thee,  O  God,  are  whole. 

2  By  thy  pitying  spirit  guided, 

Jesus  sought  the  sufferer's  door, 
Comforts  for  the  poor  provided, 

And  the  mourner's  sorrows  bore. 
So,  it  was  thy  spirit  beaming 

In  his  face  whose  name  we  bear, 
That  sustained  him,  while  redeeming 

Power's  pale  victims  from  despair. 

3  To  the  prisoner,  wan  and  wasting 

In  the  voiceless  dungeon's  night, 
He  thine  own  apostle  hasting, 

Led  him  forth,  unbound,  to  light. 
So  thy  mercy's  angel,  bending, 

Pleard  a  friendless  prisoner  call, 


CHARITABLE  AND  MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

And,  through  night's  cold  vault  descending, 

Loosed  from  chains  thy  servant  Paul. 
4  Father,  as  thy  love  is  endless, 

Working  by  thy  servants  thus, 
The  forsaken  and  the  friendless 

Deign  to  visit,  e'en  by  us. 
So  shall  each,  with  spirit  fervent 

Laboring  with  thee  here  below, 
Be  declared  thy  faithful  servant, 

Where  there  's  neither  want  nor  woe. 

775o  CM.  Anonymous. 

The  Orphan  s  Hymn. 

1  WHERE  shall  the  child  of  sorrow  find 

A  place  for  calm  repose  ? 
Thou  Father  of  the  fatherless, 
Pity  the  orphan's  woes  ! 

2  What  friend  have  I  in  heaven  or  earth, 

What  friend  to  trust  but  thee  ? 
My  father  's  dead,  — my  mother  's  dead  ; 
My  God  !   "  remember  me." 

3  Thy  gracious  promise  now  fulfil, 

And  bid  my  trouble  cease  ; 
In  thee  the  fatherless  shall  find 
Pure  mercy,  grace,  ancj  peace. 

4  I  've  not  a  secret  care  or  pain 

But  he  that  secret  knows  ; 
Thou  Father  of  the  fatherless, 
Pity  the  orphan's  woes  ! 

776.  7  &  6s.  M.  Heber. 

Missionary  Hymn. 

1   FROM  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 
From  India's  coral  strand,  — 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 
Roll  down  their  golden  sand,  — 
451 


CHARITABLE  AND  MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

From  many  an  ancient  river, 
From  many  a  palmy  plain,  — 

They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 

2  What  though  the  spicy  breezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle  ; 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile  ; 
In  vain,  with  lavish  kindness, 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown  ; 
The  heathen,  in  his  blindness, 

Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

3  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high, 
Shall  we  to  men  benighted 

The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 
Salvation  !   (),  salvation  ! 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim, 
Till  each  remotest  nation 

Has  learnt  Messiah's  name. 

777#  L.  M.  Watts. 

Universal  Reign  of  Christ. 

1  GREAT  God,  whose  universal  sway 
The  known  and  unknown  worlds  obey, 
Now  give  the  kingdom  to  thy  Son  ; 
Extend  his  power,  exalt  his  throne. 

2  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 
The  shades  of  overspreading  death, 
Revive  at  his  first  dawning  light, 
And  deserts  blossom  at  the  sight. 

3  The  saints  shall  flourish  in  his  days, 
Dressed  in  the  robes  of  joy  and  praise  ; 
Peace,  like  a  river,  from  his  throne, 
Shall  flow  to  nations  yet  unknown. 

452 


CHARITABLE   AND  MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

778.  L.    M.  A.  Balfour. 

The  Missionary  charged  and  encouraged. 

1  GO,  messenger  cf  peace  and  love, 

To  people  plunged  in  shades  of  night  ; 
Like  angels  sent  from  fields  above, 
Be  thine  to  shed  celestial  light. 

2  Go  to  the  hungry,  — Iced  impart  ; 

To  paths  of  peace  the  wanderer  guide  ; 
And  lead  the  thirsty,  panting  heart 
Where  streams  of  living  water  glide. 

3  Go,  bid  the  bright  and  morning  star 

From  Bethlehem's  plains  resplendent  shine, 
And,  piercing  through  the  gloom  afar, 
Shed  heavenly  light  and  love  divine. 

4  O,  faint  not  in  the  day  of  toil, 

When  harvest  waits  the  reaper's  hand  ; 
Go,  gather  in  the  glorious  spoil, 
And  joyous  in  his  presence  stand. 

5  Thy  love  a  rich  reward  shall  find 

From  Him  who  sits  enthroned  en  high  ; 
For  they  who  turn  the  erring  mind 
Shall  shine  like  stars  above  the  sky. 

7  79o  3  &  9&  M.  '      Sacred  Songs. 

Death  of  a  Missionary. 

1  WEEP  not  for  the  saint  that  ascends 

To  partake  of  the  joys  of  the  sky  ; 
Weep  not  for  the  seraph  that  bends 
With  the  worshipping  chorus  on  high  ; 

Weep  not  for  the  spirit  now  crowned 
With  the  garland  to  martyrdom  given  ; 

O,  weep  not  for  him  ;  he  has  found 
His  reward  and  his  refuge  in  heaven. 

2  But  weep  fer  their  sorrows  who  -land 

And  lament  o'er  the  dead  by  Lis  grave  ; 


CHARITABLE  AND  MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

Who  sigh  when  they  muse  on  the  land 
Of  their  home  far  away  o'er  the  wave  ; 

And  weep  for  the  nations  that  dwell 

Where  the  light  of  the  truth  never  shone, 

Where  anthems  of  peace  never  swell, 
And  the  love  of  the  Lord  is  unknown. 

780.  L.  M.  Shrubsole. 
Divine  Power  supplicated. 

1  ARM  of  the  Lord,  awake,  awake  ; 
Put  on  thy  strength,  the  nations  shake  ; 
Now  let  the  world,  adoring,  see 
Triumphs  of  mercy  wrought  by  thee. 

2  Say  to  the  heathen  from  thy  throne, 
"  I  am  Jehovah,  God  alone  "  : 
Thy  voice  their  idols  shall  confound, 
And  cast  their  altars  to  the  ground. 

3  Let  Zion's  time  of  favor  come  ; 
O,  bring  the  tribes  of  Israel  home  : 
Soon  may  our  wofldering  eyes  behold 
Gentiles  and  Jews  in  Jesus'  fold. 

4  Almighty  God,  thy  grace  proclaim 
Through  every  clime,  of  every  name  ; 
Let  adverse  powers  before  thee  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 

781.  10S.  M.  Pope. 
Gentiles  coming  into  the  Church. 

1  RISE,  crowned  with  light,  imperial  Salem  rise  ; 
Exalt  thy  towering  head,  and  lift  thine  eyes  ; 
See  heaven  its  sparkling  portals  wide  display, 
And  break  upon  thee  in  a  flood  of  day. 

2  See  a  long  race  thy  spacious  courts  adorn  ; 
See  future  sons  and  daughters,  yet  unborn, 
In  crowding  ranks  on  every  side  arise, 
Demanding  life,  impatient  for  the  skies. 

454 


CHARITABLE   AND  MISSIONARY   MEETINGS. 

3   See  barbarous  nations  at  thy  gates  attend, 
Walk  in  thy  light,  and  in  thy  temple  bend  ; 
See  thy  bright  altars  thronged  with  prostrate  kings, 
While  every  land  its  joyous  tribute  brings. 

1  The  seas  shall  waste,  the  skies  to  smoke  decay, 
Rocks  fall  to  dust,  and  mountains  melt  away  ; 
But  fixed  his  word,  his  saving  power  remains  ; 
Thy  realm  shall  last,  thy  own  Messiah  reigns. 

782.  C.    M.  W.Ward. 

Prayer  for  the  Success  of  the  Gospel. 

1  GREAT  God,  the  nations  of  the  earth 

Are  by  creation  thine  ; 
And  in  thy  works,  by  all  beheld, 
Thy  radiant  glories  shine. 

2  But,  Lord,  thy  greater  love  has  sent 

Thy  gospel  to  mankind, 
Unveiling  what  rich  stores  of  grace 
Are  treasured  in  thy  mind. 

3  O,  when  shall  these  glad  tidings  spread 

The  spacious  earth  around, 
Till  every  tribe  and  every  soul 
Shall  hear  the  joyful  sound  ? 

4  Smile,  Lord,  on  each  divine  attempt 

To  spread  the  gospel's  rays, 
And  build  on  sin's  demolished  throne 
The  temples  of  thy  praise. 

783.  7s.  M.  Montgomery. 
Jubilee  Song. 

1  HARK  !  the  song  of  jubilee, 

Loud  as  mighty  thunders  roar, 
Or  the  fulness  of  the  sea, 

When  it  breaks  upon  the  shore  ! 

2  See,  Jehovah's  banner  furled  ; 

Sheathed  his  sword:— he  speaks  — 'tis  done  ! 

455 


CHARITABLE  AND  MISSIONARY   MEETINGS. 

Now  the  kingdoms  of  this  world 
Are  the  kingdom  of  his  Son. 

3  He  shall  reign  from  pole  to  pole 

With  supreme,  unbounded  sway  ; 
He  shall  reign,  when,  like  a  scroll, 
Yonder  heavens  have  passed  away. 

4  Hallelujah  !   for  the  Lord 

God  omnipotent  shall  reign  : 
Hallelujah  !  —  let  the  word 

Echo  round  the  earth  and  main. 

5  Hallelujah  !   hark  !  the  sound, 

From  the  centre  to  the  skies, 
W;ikes,  above,  beneath,  around, 
All  creation's  harmonies. 

784.  C.    M.  Needham. 

Prayer  for  the  Spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  GREAT  God  of  grace  !  arise  and  shine, 

With  beams  of  heavenly  light  : 
From  this  dark  world  of  sin  dispel 
The  long  and  gloomy  night. 

2  No  more  may  senseless  idols  share 

The  honors  due  to  thee  : 
May  eveiy  nation  know  thy  name, 
And  thy  salvation  see. 

3  No  more  may  persecution  dare 

To  lift  her  iron  rod  ; 
No  longer  shed  the  blood  of  saints, 
And  plead  a  zeal  for  God. 

4  With  its  own  pure  and  native  light, 

Still  may  thy  gospel  shine  : 
And  error  fly  like  noxious  mists 
Before  this  light  divine. 

5  While  heaven-born  truth  her  charms  reveals, 

May  love  each  breast  inspire  ; 


CHARITAELE  AND   MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

Nor  one  base  passion  ever  mix, 
To  quench  this  sacred  fire. 

785.  7&6S.  M.  LyTE. 

The  Salvation  of  Israel. 

1  O,  THAT  the  Lord's  salvation 

Were  out  of  Zion  come, 
To  heal  his  ancieflt  nation, 
To  lead  his  outcasts  home  ! 

2  How  long  the  holy  city 

Shall  heathen  feet  profane  ? 
Return,  O  Lord,  in  pity  ; 
Rebuild  her  walls  again. 

3  Let  fall  thy  rod  of  terror  ; 

Thy  saving  grace  impart  ; 
Roll  back  the  veil  of  error  ; 
Release  the  fettered  heart. 

4  Let  Israel,  home  returning, 

Her  lost  Messiah  see  ; 
Give  oil  of  joy  for  mourning, 
And  bind  thy  church  to  thee. 

786o  £•   P-  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

Qn  Western  Missions. 

1  WHEN,  Lord,  to  this  our  western  land, 
Led  by  thy  providential  hand, 

Our  wandering  fathers  came, 
Their  ancient  homes,  their  friends  in  youth, 
Sent  forth  the  heralds  of  thy  truth, 

To  keep  them  in  thy  name. 

2  Then,  through  our  solitary  coast, 
The  desert  features  soon  were  lost  ; 

Thy  temples  there  arose  ; 
Our  shores,  as  culture  made  them  fair, 
Were  hallowed  by  thy  rites,  by  prayer. 

And  blossomed  as  the  rose. 

S3  457 


CHARITABLE  AND  MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

3  And,  O,  may  we  repay  this  debt 
To  regions  solitary  yet 

Within  our  spreading  land  ! 
There  brethren,  from  our  common  home, 
Still  westward,  like  our  fathers,  roam, 

Still  guided  by  thy  hand. 

4  Father,  we  own  this  debt  of  love  ; 
O,  shed  thy  spirit  from  above, 

To  move  each  Christian  breast, 
Till  heralds  shall  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  temples  rise,  to  fix  thy  name, 

Through  all  our  boundless  West  ! 

7  8  T  •  CM.  S.  W.  LlVERMORE. 

The  Western  Churches. 

1  OUR  pilgrim  brethren  dwelling  far,  — 

O  God  of  truth  and  love, 
Light  thou  their  path  with  thine  own  star, 
Bright  beaming  from  above. 

2  Wide  as  their  mighty  rivers  flow, 

Let  thine  own  truth  extend  ; 
Where  prairies  spread  and  forests  grow, 
O  Lord,  thy  gospel  send. 

3  Then  will  a  mighty  nation  own 

A  union  firm  and  strong  ;  — 

The  sceptre  of  th'  eternal  throne 

Shall  rule  its  councils  long. 

788.  L.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

For  Laborers  in  Gads  Harvest. 

1  O  SPIRIT  of  the  living  God, 

In  all  thy  plenitude  of  grace, 
Where'er  the  foot  of  man  hath  trod, 
Descend  on  our  degenerate  race  ! 

2  Give  tongues  of  fire  and  hearts  of  love, 

To  preach  the  reconciling  word  ; 
458 


CHARITABLE  AND  MISSIONARY  MEETINGS. 

Give  power  and  unction  from  above, 
Where'er  the  joyful  sound  is  heard. 

3  Be  darkness,  at  thy  coming,  light ; 

Confusion,  order,  in  thy  path  : 
Souls  without  strength  inspire  with  might  ; 
Bid  mercy  triumph  over  wrath. 

4  Convert  the  nations  ;  far  and  nigh, 

The  triumphs  of  the  cross  record  : 
The  name  of  Jesus  glorify, 

Till  every  people  call  him  Lord. 

789.  L.  M.  Voe*. 

For  the  Spread  of  the  Gospel. 

1  EXERT  thy  power,  thy  rights  maintain, 

Almighty,  Everlasting  King  ! 
The  influence  of  thy  crown  increase, 
And  strangers  to  thy  footstool  bring. 

2  In  one  vast  symphony  of  praise, 

Gentile  and  Jew  shall  then  unite  ; 
And  unbelief  no  longer  reign, 

But  sink  in  shades  of  endless  night. 

3  Then  Afric's  liberated  sons 

Shall  chant  to  Asia's  rapturous  song, 
Europe  resound  her  Saviour's  fame, 
And  western  climes  the  notes  prolong. 

4  To  every  land  beneath  the  sun 

Immanuel's  kingdom  shall  extend  ; 
And  every  man  in  every  clime 
Shall  meet  a  brother  and  a  friend. 

790.  L.    M.  WIXCHELL'S  SEL. 

Missionaries  encouraged. 

1   YE  Christian  heralds,  —  go,  proclaim 
Salvation  in  Immanuel's  name  ; 
To  distant  climes  the  tidings  bear, 
And  plant  the  rose  of  Sharon  there. 
459 


SEAMEN'S  HYMNS. 

2  He  '11  shield  you  with  a  wall  of  fire, 
With  holy  zeal  your  hearts  inspire, 
Bid  raging  winds  their  fury  cease, 
And  calm  the  savage  breast  to  peace. 

3  And  when  our  labors  all  are  o'er, 
Then  shall  we  meet  to  part  no  more,  — 
Meet,  with  the  ransomed  throng  to  fall, 
And  crown  the  Saviour  Lord  of  all. 


791. 


is. 


M. 


A  Blessing  invoked  on  Christian  Teachers. 

1  MIGHTY  One,  before  whose  face 

Wisdom  had  her  glorious  scat, 
When  the  orbs  that  people  space 
Sprang  to  birth  beneath  thy  feet  ; 

2  Source  of  truth,  whose  rays  alone 

Light  the  mighty  world  of  mind  ; 
God  of  love,  who  from  thy  throne 
Kindly  watchest  all  mankind  ; 

3  Shed  on  those,  who  in  thy  name 

Teach  the  way  of  truth  and  right, 
Shed  that  love's  undying  flame, 
Shed  that  wisdom's  guiding  light. 


Bryant. 


SEAMEN'S  HYMNS. 

792.  L.    M.  Watts. 

The  Sicilian's  Song. 

1  WOULD  you  behold  the  works  of  God, 
His  wonders  in  the  world  abroad  ? 
With  hardy  mariners  survey 

The  unknown  regions  of  the  sea. 

2  They  leave  their  native  shores  behind, 
And  seize  the  favor  of  the  wind  ; 

4GJ 


SEAMEN'S  HYMNS. 

Till  God  command,  and  tempests  rise, 
That  heave  the  ocean  to  the  skies. 

3  When  land  is  far  and  death  is  nigh, 
Bereaved  of  hope,  to  God  they  cry: 
His  mercy  hears  their  loud  address, 
And  sends  salvation  in  distress. 

4  He  bids  the  winds  their  wrath  assuage, 
And  stormy  tempests  cease  to  rage  ; 
The  grateful  band  their  fears  give  o'er, 
And  hail  with  joy  their  native  shore. 

5  O,  may  the  sons  of  men  record 

The  wondrous  goodness  of  the  Lord  ; 
Let  them  their  purest  offerings  bring, 
And  in  the  church  his  glory  sing. 

793.  C.  M.  Addison. 

The  Christian  Mariner  safe. 

1  HOW  are  thy  servants  blest,  O  Lord  ! 

How  sure  is  thy  defence  ! 

Eternal  Wisdom  is  their  guide, 

Their  help,  Omnipotence. 

2  In  foreign  realms,  and  lands  remote, 

Supported  by  thy  care, 
Through  burning  climes  they  pass  unhurt, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  When  by  the  dreadful  tempest  borne 

High  on  the  broken  wave, 
They  know  thou  art  not  slow  to  hear, 
Nor  impotent  to  save. 

4  The  storm  is  laid  ;  the  winds  retire, 

Obedient  to  thy  will  ; 
The  sea,  that  roars  at  thy  command, 
At  thy  command  is  still. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  deaths, 

Thy  goodness  we  '11  adore  ; 
39*  461 


SEAMEN'S  HYMNS. 

We  '11  praise  thee  for  thy  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

794.  L.    M.  L.  II.  SlGOURKEY. 

Prayer  at  Sea. 

1  PRAYER  may  be  sweet  in  cottage  homes. 

Where  sire  and  child  devoutly  kneel, 
While  through  the  open  casement  nigh 
The  vernal  blossoms  fragrant  steal. 

2  Prayer  may  be  sweet  in  stately  hails, 

Where  heart  with  kindred  heart  is  blent, 
And  upward  to  th'  eternal  throne 
The  hymn  of  praise  melodious  sent. 

3  But  he  who  fain  would  know  how  warm 

The  soul's  appeal  to  God  may  be, 
From  friends  and  native  land  should  turn, 
A  wanderer  on  the  faithless  sea  ;  — 

4  Should  hear  its  deep,  imploring  tone 

Rise  heavenward  o'er  the  foaming  surge, 
When  billows  toss  the  fragile  bark, 
And  fearful  blasts  the  conflict  urge. 

5  Naught,  naught  appears  but  sea  and  sky  ; 

No  refuge  where  the  foot  may  flee  : 
How  will  he  cast,  O  Rock  divine, 
The  anchor  of  his  soul  on  thee  ! 
YU5.  C.  M.  Madan's  Coll. 

Thdnksgvcing  for  Deliverance  in  a  Slorm. 

1  OUR  little  bark,  on  boisterous  seas, 

By  cruel  tempests  tossed, 
Without  one  cheerful  beam  of  hope, 
Expecting  to  be  lost, — 

2  We  to  the  Lord,  in  humble  prayer, 

Breathed  out  our  sad  distress  ; 
Though  feeble,  yet  with  contrite  hearts, 
We  begged  return  of  peace. 
4G2 


SEAMEN'S  HYMffS. 

3  Then  ceased  the  stormy  winds  to  blow  ; 

The  surges  ceased  to  roll  ; 
And  soon  again  a  placid  sea 
Spoke  comfort  to  the  soul. 

4  O,  may  our  grateful,  trembling  hearts 

Their  hallelujahs  sing 
To  him  who  hath  our  lives  preserved,  — 
Our  Father  and  our  King. 

796.  L.  M.  C.Wesley. 

T!ic  Mai  'mar's  lljmn. 

1  GLORY  to  thee,  whose  powerful  word 

Bids  the  tempestuous  wind  arise  ; 
Glory  to  thee,  the  sovereign  Lord 

Of  air,  and  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies  ! 

2  Let  air,  and  earth,  and  skies  obey, 

And  seas  thine  awful  will  perform  ; 
From  them  we  learn  to  own  thy  sway, 
And  shout  to  meet  the  gathering  storm. 

3  What  though  the  floods  lift  up  their  voice, 

Thou  nearest,  Lord,  our  louder  cry  ; 
They  cannot  damp  thy  children's  joys, 
Or  shake  the  soul  when  God  is  nigh. 

4  Roar  on,  ye  waves  !   our  souls  defy 

Your  roaring  to  disturb  our  rest  ; 
In  vain  t'  impair  the  calm  ye  try, 
The  calm  in  a  believer's  breast. 

797.  CM.  n««. 

The  Seaman's  Hymn  of  Praise. 

1  O  GOD,  thy  name  they  weli  may  praise, 

Who  to  the  deep  go  down, 
And  trace  the  wonders  of  thy  ways, 
When  rocks  and  billows  frown. 

2  If  glorious  be  that  awful  deep, 

No  human  power  can  bind, 
463 


SEAMEN'S  HYMNS. 

What  then  art  thou,  who  bidst  it  keep 

Within  its  bounds  confined. 
3  Let  heaven  and  earth  in  praise  unite, 

Eternal  praise  to  thee, 
Whose  word  can  rouse  the  tempest's  might, 

Or  still  the  raging  sea. 

798.  CM.  Anonymous. 

The  Sailor's  Grave. 

1  NOT  in  the  church-yard  shall  he  sleep, 

Amid  the  silent  gloom,  — 
His  home  was  on  the  mighty  deep, 
And  there  shall  be  his  tomb. 

2  He  loved  his  own  bright,  deep  blue  sea, 

O'er  it  he  loved  to  roam  ; 
And  now  his  winding  sheet  shall  be 
That  same  bright  ocean's  foam. 

3  No  village  bell  shall  toll  for  him 

Its  mournful,  solemn  dirge  ; 

The  winds  shall  chant  a  requiem 

To  him  beneath  the  surge. 

4  For  him,  break  not  the  grassy  turf, 

Nor  turn  the  dewy  sod  ; 
His  dust  shall  rest  beneath  the  surf, 
His  spirit  with  its  God. 

YOO*  L.   M.  6  L.  Anonymous. 

The  Mariner's  Hymn. 

1  LORD  of  the  Sea  !  — thy  potent  sway 
Old  Ocean's  wildest  waves  obey  ; 

The  gale  that  whistles  through  the  shrouds, 
The  storm  that  drives  the  frighted  clouds,  — 
If  but  thy  whisper  order  peace, 
How  soon  their  rude  commotions  cease  ! 

2  Lord  of  the  Sea  !  —  the  silent  hour, 
And  deep,  dull  calm,  confess  thy  power  ; 

464 


SEA"'      '    HTMJfS 

The  sun  that  pours  his  welcome  light, 
The  moon  thai  makes  the  daik  scene  bright, 
The  guiding  star,  the  favoring  wind, 
Display  a  good  and  -  _  i  mind. 

3  Lord  of  the  Sea  !  —  the  seaman  keep 
From  all  the  dangers  of  the  deep  ! 
When  higb  the  white-capped  billows  rise, 
When  tempests  roar  along  the  skies, 
When  Ices  or  shoals  awaken  fear,  — 

O,  in  thy  mercy  he  thou  near  ! 

4  Lord  of  the  Sea  !  —  when,  safe  from  harm, 
The  sailor  rest-  in  slumbers  calm, 

May  dreams  of  home  his  spirit  cheer,  — 
Dreams  that  shall  never  false  appear  ; 
May  thoughts  of  friends,  and  peace,  and  thee, 
His  solid  consolation  be  ! 

5  Lord  of  the  Sea  !  —  a  sea  is  life 
Of  care  and  sorrow,  woe  and  strife  ! 
With  watchful  pains  we  steer  along, 

To  keep  the  right  path,  shun  the  wrong  : 
God  grant,  that,  after  every  roam, 
We  gain  an  everlasting  home  ! 

800.  L.M.  B-Wifau, 

Night  at  Sea. 

1  WHEN  restless  on  my  hed  I  lie, 
Still  courting  sleep,  which  still  will  fly, 
Then  shall  reflection's  brighter  power 
Illume  the  lone  and  midnight  hour. 

2  If  hushed  the  breeze,  and  calm  the  tide, 
Soft  will  the  stream  of  memory  glide  ; 
And  all  the  past,  a  gentle  train, 
Waked  by  remembrance,  live  again. 

3  If  loud  the  wind,  the  tempest  high, 
And  darkness  wraps  the  sullen  skv, 

465 


SEAMEN'S  HYMNS. 

I  muse  on  life's  tempestuous  sea, 
And  sigh,  O  Lord,  to  come  to  thee. 
4  Tossed  on  the  deep  and  swelling  wave, 
O,  mark  my  trembling  soul,  and  save  ; 
Give  to  my  mind  that  harbour  near, 
Where  thou  wilt  chase  each  grief  and  fear. 

801.  3s.    M.  H.  F.  Gould. 

Hymn  at  Sea. 

1  O  THOU  who  hast  spread  out  the  skies, 

And  measured  the  depths  of  the  sea, 
'Twixt  heavens  and  ocean  shall  rise 
Our  incense  of  praises  to  thee. 

2  We  know  that  thy  presence  is  near 

While  heaves  our  bark  far  from  the  land  ;  — 
We  ride  o'er  the  deep  without  fear  ;  — 
The  waters  are  held  in  thy  hand. 

3  Eternity  comes  in  the  sound 

Of  billows  that  never  can  sleep  ! 
There  's  Deity  circling  us  round,  — 
Omnipotence  walks  o'er  the  deep  ! 

4  O  Father,  our  eye  is  to  thee, 

As  on  for  the  haven  we  roll  ; 
And  faith  in  our  Pilot  shall  be 
An  anchor  to  steady  the  soul. 

802.  S.  M.  S.  Graham. 
A  Home  everywhere. 

1  HEAVR,  mighty  ocean,  heave, 

And  blow  thou  boisterous  wind, 
Onward  we  swiftly  glide,  and  leave 
Our  home  and  friends  behind. 

2  Away,  away,  we  steer, 

Upon  the  ocean's  breast  ; 
And  dim  the  distant  heights  appear, 
Like  clouds  along  the  west. 
4GG 


SOCIAL  AND  DOMESTIC  WORSHIP. 

There  is  a  loneliness 

Upon  the  mighty  deep  ; 
And  hurried  thoughts  upon  us  press, 

As  onwardly  we  sweep. 
But  there  is  hope  and  joy, 

Wherever  we  may  be  ; 
Danger  nor  death  can  e'er  destroy 

Our  trust,  O  God,  in  thee. 
Then  wherefore  should  we  grieve, 

Or  what  have  we  to  fear  ? 
Though  home  and  friends  and  life  we  leave, 

Our  God  is  ever  near. 
Sweep,  mighty  ocean,  sweep  ; 

Ye  winds,  blow  foul  or  fair  ; 
Our  God  is  with  us  on  the  deep, 

Our  home  is  everywhere. 


SOCIAL    AND   DOMESTIC   WORSHIP. 

803.  L.  M.  Newton. 

Meeting  of  Christian  Friends. 

1  KINDRED  in  Christ,  for  his  dear  sake, 

A  hearty  welcome  here  receive  ; 
May  we  together  now  partake 

The  joys  which  only  he  can  give. 

2  May  he  by  whose  kind  care  we  meet, 

Send  his  good  Spirit  from  above, 
Make  our  communications  sweet, 

And  cause  our  hearts  to  burn  with  love. 

3  Forgotten  be  each  worldly  theme, 

When  Christians  meet  together  thus  ; 
We  only  wish  to  speak  of  him 

Who  lived,  and  died,  and  reigns,  for  us. 
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4  We  '11  talk  of  all  be  did,  ami  said, 
And  suffered,  for  us  here  below, 
The  path  he  marked  for  us  to  tread, 
And  what  he  's  doing  for  us  now. 

804ro  C.  M.  Ancient  Hymns. 

The  Joy  of  social  Devotion. 

1  O,  IT  is  joy  in  one  to  meet 

Whom  one  communion  blends, 
Council  to  hold  in  converse  sweet,  9 

And  talk  as  Christian  friends. 

2  'T  is  joy  to  think  the  angel  train, 

Who  'mid  heaven's  temple  shine, 
To  seek  our  earthly  temples  deign, 
And  in  our  anthems  join. 

3  But  chief  't  is  joy  to  think  that  He, 

To  whom  his  church  is  dear, 
Delights  her  gathered  flock  to  see, 
Her  joint  devotions  hear. 

4  Then  who  would  choose  to  walk  abroad, 

While  here  such  joys  are  given  ? 
"  This  is  indeed  the  house  of  God, 
And  this  the  gate  of  heaven  !  " 

805.  7s-  M.  Wesleyan. 

Call -to  social  Worship. 

1  LET  us  join,  as  God  commands, 
Let  us  join  our  hearts  and  hands  ; 
Help  to  gain  our  calling's  hope  ; 
Help  to  build  each  other  up  ; 
Carry  on  the  Christian's  strife  ; 
Walk  in  holiness  of  life  ; 
Faithfully  our  gifts  improve 

For  the  sake  of  him  we  love  ;  — 

2  Still  forget  the  things  behind  ; 
Follow  Christ  in  heart  and  mind  ; 

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SOCIAL  AND  DOMESTIC  WORSHIP. 

Toward  the  mark  unwearied  press  ; 
Seize  the  crown  of  righteousness. 
While  we  walk  with  God  in  light, 
God  our  hearts  will  still  unite  ; 
Dearest  fellowship  we  prove,  — 
Fellowship  in  Jesus'  love. 

3  Hence  may  all  our  actions  flow, 
Love  the  proof  that  Christ  we  know  ; 
Mutual  love  the  token  be, 
Lord,  that  we  belong  to  thee  ; 
Love,  thine  image,  love  impart  ; 
Stamp  it  on  our  face  and  heart  ; 
Only  love  to  us  be  given  ; 
Lord,  we  ask  no  other  heaven. 

806.  CM.  Anciest  Htmks. 

Call  to  Social  Worship. 

1  O,  COME,  and  let  th'  assembly  all 

To  serve  our  God  unite, 
And,  mindful  of  the  social  call, 
Partake  the  social  rite. 

2  In  token  of  the  common  vow, 

Be  ours,  with  one  consent, 

The  worship  of  the  lowly  brow, 

And  knees  devoutly  bent  ! 

3  But  chief,  inflamed  with  heavenly  fire, 

Devotion's  better  part, 
Be  ours  instinct  with  one  desire, 
The  worship  of  the  heart  ! 

4  Let  each,  let  all,  their  prayers  above 

In  one  oblation  bend, 
And  God,  the  God  of  peace  and  love. 

On  all,  on  each  descend  ! 
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807.  7S.  M.  Newton. 
Love  of  social  Worship. 

IAS  the  sun's  enlivening  eye 

Shines  on  every  place  the  same  ; 
So  the  Lord  is  always  nigh 

To  the  souls  that  love  his  name. 

2  When  they  move  at  duty's  call, 

He  is  with  them  by  the  way  ; 
He  is  ever  with  them  all, 

Those  who  go  and  those  who  stay. 

3  From  his  holy  mercy-seat 

Nothing  can  their  souls  confine ; 
Still  in  spirit  they  may  meet, 
And  in  sweet  communion  join. 

808.  S,    M.  Wesleyan. 

Call  to  Labor  in  God's  Vineyard. 

1  THE  vineyard  of  the  Lord 

Before  his  laborers  lies  ; 
And,  lo  !  we  see  the  vast  reward 
Which  waits  us  in  the  skies. 

2  O,  let  us  then  proceed 

In  God's  great  work  below, 
And,  following  our  triumphant  Head, 
To  further  conquests  go. 

3  The  church  of  the  first-born, 

We  shall  with  them  be  blest, 
And,  crowned  with  endless  joy,  return 
To  our  eternal  rest. 

4  Then  spend  our  days  beneath, 

Toiling  in  cheerful  hope  ; 
And  fearless  pass  the  vale  of  death, 
And  gain  the  mountain-top. 

5  To  gather  home  his  own, 

God  shall  his  angels  send, 
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And  bid  our  bliss,  on  earth  begun, 
In  deathless  triumphs  end. 

809.  c.  m.  rze*. 

Gratitude  for  Preservation. 

1  COME,  let  us  strike  our  harps  afresh 

To  great  Jehovah's  name  ; 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  our  tongues 
When  we  his  love  proclaim.* 

2  'T  was  by  his  bidding  we  were  called 

In  pain  a  while  to  part  ; 
'T  is  by  his  care  we  meet  again, 
And  gladness  fills  our  heart. 

3  Blest  be  the  hand  that  has  preserved 

Our  feet  from  every  snare, 
And  blest  the  goodness  of  the  Lord, 
Which  to  this  hour  we  share. 

4  O,  may  thy  spirit's  quickening  power 

Now  sanctify  our  joy, 
And  warm  our  zeal  in  works  of  love 
Our  talents  to  employ. 

5  Fast,  fast  our  minutes  fly  away  ; 

Soon  shall  our  wanderings  cease  ; 
Then  with  our  Father  we  shall  dwell, 
A  family  of  peace. 

810.     8&7S.  M.     (Peculiar.)   Pahting  Gift. 

Hope  of  Meeting. 

1  WHEN  forced  to  part  from  those  we  love, 

Though  sure  to  meet  to-morrow, 
We  still  a  painful  anguish  prove,  — 
We  feel  a  pang  of  sorrow. 

2  But  who  can  e'er  describe  the  tears 

We  shed  when  thus  we  sever, 
If  doomed  to  part  for  months,  for  years,  — 
To  part  perhaps  for  ever  ? 
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3  Yet,  if  our  aims  are  fixed  aright, 

A  sacred  hope  is  given 
Though  here  our  prospects  end  in  night, 
We  '11  meet  again  in  heaven. 

4  Then  let  us  form  those  bonds  above 

Which  time  can  ne'er  dissever, 
Since,  parting  in  a  Saviour's  love, 
We  part  to  meet  for  ever. 

8  1  1  •     6  &  5s.  M.   (Peculiar.)      Select  Hymns. 
Reunion  in  Heaven. 

1  WHEN  shall  we  meet  again  ?  — 

Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ? 
When  will  Peace  wreath  her  chain 

Round  us  for  ever  ? 
Our  hearts  will  ne'er  repose 
Safe  from  each  blast  that  blows 
In  this  dark  vale  of  woes,  — 

Never,  — no,  never  ! 

2  When  shall  love  freely  flow 

Pure  as  life's  river  ? 
When  shall  sweet  friendship  glow 

Changeless  for  ever  ? 
Where  joys  celestial  thrill, 
Where  bliss  each  heart  shall  fill, 
And  fears  of  parting  chill 

Never,  —  no,  never  ! 

3  Up  to  that  world  of  light 

Take  us,  dear  Saviour  ; 
May  we  all  there  unite, 

Happy  for  ever  : 
Where  kindred  spirits  dwell, 
There  may  our  music  swell, 
And  time  our  joys  dispel 

Never,  —  no,  never  ! 
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4   Soon  shall  we  meet  again, 
Meet  ne'er  to  sever  ; 
Soon  shall  Peace  wreath  her  chain 

Round  us  for  ever  : 
Our  hearts  will  then  repose 
Secure  from  worldly  woes  ; 
Our  songs  of  praise  shall  close 
Never,  —  no,  never  ! 

812.  C.    H.  Wesley's  Coll. 

For  mutual  Edification. 

1  HELP  us  to  help  each  other,  Lord, 

Each  other's  cross  to  bear  ; 

Let  each  his  friendly  aid  afford, 

And  feel  his  brother's  care. 

2  Help  us  to  build  each  other  up  ; 

Our  little  stock  improve  ; 
Increase  our  faith,  confirm  our  hope, 
And  perfect  us  in  love. 

3  Up  into  thee,  our  living  Head, 

Let  us  in  all  things  grow, 
Till  thou  hast  made  us  free  indeed, 
And  spotless  here  below. 

§13*  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

The  Christian  Farcicell. 

1  THY  presence,  everlasting  God  ! 
Wide  o'er  all  nature  spreads  abroad  ; 
Thy  watchful  eyes,  which  cannot  sleep, 
In  every  place  thy  children  keep. 

2  While  near  each  other  we  remain, 
Thou  dost  our  lives  and  souls  sustain  ; 
When  sep'rate,  happy  if  we  share 
Thy  smiles,  thy  counsels,  and  thy  care. 

3  To  thee  we  all  our  ways  commit, 
And  seek  our  comforts  near  thy  feet  ; 
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Still  on  our  souls  vouchsafe  to  shine, 
And  guard  and  guide  us  still  as  thine. 
4  Give  us,  in  thy  beloved  house, 
Again  to  pay  our  grateful  vows  ; 
Or,  if  that  joy  no  more  be  known, 
Give  us  to  meet  around  thy  throne. 

814.  L.  M.  Heber. 

"  Why  stand  ye  idle  here  ?  " 

1  THE  God  of  glory  walks  his  round, 

From  day  to  day,  from  year  to  year, 
And  warns  us  each,  with  awful  sound, 
"  No  longer  stand  ye  idle  here  ! 

2  "Ye,  whose  young  cheeks  are  rosy-bright, 

Whose  hands  are  strong,  whose  hearts  are  clear, 
Waste  not  of  hope  the  morning  light  ! 
Ah,  fools  !  why  stand  ye  idle  here  ? 

3  "  O,  if  the  griefs  ye  would  assuage 

That  wait  on  life's  declining  year, 
Secure  a  blessing  for  your  age, 

And  work  your  Master's  business  here  ! 

4  u  And  ye,  whose  locks  of  scanty  gray 

Foretell  your  latest  travail  near, 
How  swiftly  fades  your  worthless  day  ! 
And  stand  ye  yet  so  idle  here  ?  " 

5  O  Thou,  by  all  thy  works  adored, 

To  whom  the  sinner's  soul  is  dear, 
Recall  us  to  thy  vineyard,  Lord, 

And  grant  us  grace  to  please  thee  here  ! 

815.  c- M-  Milton- 

The  Blessedness  of  the  Devout. 

1  HOW  lovely  are  thy  dwellings,  Lord, 
From  noise  and  trouble  free  ; 
How  beautiful  the  sweet  accord 
Of  souls  that  pray  to  thee. 
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2  Lord  God  of  hosts,  that  reign'st  on  high, 

They  are  the  truly  blest, 
Who  only  will  on  thee  rely, 
In  thee  alone  will  rest. 

3  They  pass  refreshed  the  thirsty  vale, 

The  dry  and  barren  ground,         % 
As  through  a  fruitful,  watery  dale, 
Where  springs  and  showers  abound. 

4  They  journey  on  from  strength  to  strength, 

With  joy  and  gladsome  cheer, 
Till  all  before  our  God  at  length 
In  Zion  do  appear. 

5  For  God,  the  Lord,  both  sun  and  shield, 

Gives  grace  and  glory  bright  ; 

No  good  from  him  shall  be  withheld 

Whose  ways  are  just  and  right. 

816.  CM-  Watts 

Effects  of  the  .Mission  of  Christ. 

1  JOY  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come  ! 

Let  earth  receive  her  King  ; 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 

2  Joy  to  the  earth  !  the  Saviour  reigns  ! 

Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
While  fields,  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 

3  No  more  let  sins  and  sorrows  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  ; 
He  comes  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
As  far  as  sin  is  found. 

4  He  rules  the  world  with  truth  and  grace, 

And  makes  the  nations  prove 
The  glories  of  his  righteousness, 
And  wonders  of  his  love. 
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817.  7s.  M.  Anonymous. 
For  a  Prayer  Meeting. 

1  FATHER,  hear  us  when  we  pray, 

Look  in  mercy  from  above  ; 
Turn  not,  Lord,  thy  face  away, 
*Hear,  and  grant  thy  pardoning  love. 

2  In  the  name  of  Christ  we  come, 

Asking  grace  and  seeking  peace, 
Raise  our  hearts  to  heaven,  our  home, 
And  from  worldly  cares  release. 

3  Pure  and  holy  may  we  be, 

Far  removed  all  vain  desire  ; 
From  all  hate  and  envy  free, 
Let  our  souls  to  thee  aspire. 

4  While  we  love  the  Saviour's  name, 

And  his  words  with  zeal  obey, 
His  sweet  promise  we  may  claim  ;  — 
"  He  will  meet  us  when  we  pray." 

818.  S.    M.  Sacred  Lyrics 
Morning  Prayer  Meeting. 

1  HOW  sweet  the  melting  lay, 

Which  breaks  upon  the  ear, 
When,  at  the  hour  of  rising  day, 
Christians  unite  in  prayer  ! 

2  The  breezes  waft  their  cries 

Up  to  Jehovah's  throne  ; 
He  listens  to  their  humble  sighs, 
And  sends  his  blessings  down. 

3  So  Jesus  rose  to  pray 

Before  the  morning  light,  — 
Once  on  the  chilling  mount  did  stay, 
And  wrestle  all  the  night. 

4  Glory  to  God  on  high, 

Who  sends  his  blessings  down 
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SOCIAL  AND  DOMESTIC  WORSHIP. 

To  rescue  souls  condemned  to  die 


And  make  his  people  one. 

819.  ?s-    M.    6  L.  Spiritual  Songs. 
Close  of  a  Prayer  Meeting. 

1  O,  'T  IS  sweet  to  minde  where 
Christians  meet  for  social  prayer ; 
O,  't  is  sweet  for  them  to  raise 
Songs  of  holy  joy  and  praise  ; 
Then  how  blest  that  state  must  be, 
When  they  meet  eternally. 

2  Father,  let  these  meetings  prove 
Scenes  of  fervent  Christian  love  ; 
While  we  worship  in  this  place 
May  we  go  from  grace  to  grace, 
Till  we  each,  in  his  degree, 

Fit  for  endless  glory  be. 

820.  7s.  M.  Willard's  Coll. 
Peacemakers  are  Children  of  God. 

1  LO  !  they  come  from  east  and  west ; 
Come  t'  enjoy  the  heavenly  rest  : 
North  and  south,  in  bliss  complete, 
Round  th'  eternal  altar  meet. 

2  Countless  host  !  how  great  !  how  blest  ! 
Wondrous  joy,  and  peace,  and  rest  ! 
What  shall  fit  us,  Lord,  for  this  ? 

Fit  our  souls  for  heavenly  bliss  ? 

3  Peace  on  earth,  and  peace  alone  ; 
Peace,  which  makes  all  churches  one  ; 
Peace,  the  fruit  of  Christian  love, 
Fits  the  soul  for  peace  above. 

821.  8&,7s.  M.  C.Wesley. 

Domestic  Worship. 

1   PEACE  be  to  this  habitation  ; 
Peace  to  all  that  dwell  therein, 

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Peace,  the  earnest  of  salvation  ; 

Peace,  the  fruit  of  pardoned  sin  ; 
Peace,  that  speaks  the  heavenly  Grver  ; 

Peace  to  worldly  minds  unknown  ; 
Peace  divine,  that  lasts  for  ever  ; 

Peace,  that  comes  from  God  alone. 

Jesus,  Prince  of  Peace,  be  near  us  ; 

Fix  in  all  our  hearts  thy  home  ; 
With  thy  gracious  presence  cheer  us  ; 

Let  thy  sacred  kingdom  come  ; 
Raise  to  heaven  our  expectation, 

Give  our  favored  souls  to  prove 
Glorious  and  complete  salvation, 

In  the  realms  of  bliss  above. 


822.  CM.  Ancient  Hymns. 

Social  Evening  Worship. 

1  O,  'T  IS  a  scene  the  heart  to  move, 

When,  at  the  close  of  day, 
Whom  God  unites  in  Christian  love 
Unite  their  thanks  to  pay. 

2  What  though  the  number  be  but  small  ; 

Whenever  two  or  three 
Join  on  the  Saviour's  name  to  call, 
There  in  the  midst  is  he. 

3  When  faithful  and  repentant  hearts 

His  heavenly  grace  ensue, 
His  grace,  entreated,  he  imparts 
To  many  or  to  lew. 

4  O,  come,  then,  and  with  joint  accord 

In  social  worship  meet; 
And,  mindful  of  the  Saviour's  word, 
The  Saviour's  boon  entreat. 

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823.  ?S*  M.  6  L.  Ancient  Hymns. 
Commendatory  of  social  Worship. 

1  EVER  sounds  with  holy  hymns 

The  abode  of  saints  on  high. 
Echoing  to  the  seraphim's 

Holy,  holy,  holy  cry  : 
Joining  that  great  psalm  of  praise, 
We  our  humbler  voices  raise. 

2  O'er  our  temple,  Lord  of  all, 

Thy  benignant  light  extend  ; 
Here  be  present  at  our  call  ; 

Here  thy  people's  vows  attend ; 
And  our  fainting  souls  imbue, 
Father,  with  thy  heavenly  dew. 

3  Here  may  still  the  meek  request 

Of  the  faithful  heart  obtain 
Foretaste  of  those  mansions  blest, 

Visions  bright  of  glory  gain, 
Till,  from  bonds  corporeal  free, 
We  those  blissful  mansions  see. 

824.  L.    M.  COWPXR. 

For  social  Worship. 

1  OUR  God,  where'er  thy  people  meet, 
There  they  behold  thy  mercy-seat  ; 
Where'er  they  seek  thee,  thou  art  found, 
And  every  place  is  hallowed  ground. 

2  For  thou,  within  no  walls  confined, 
Inhabitest  the  humble  mind  ; 

Such  ever  bring  thee  where  they  come, 
And,  going,  take  thee  to  their  home. 

3  Here  may  we  prove  the  power  of  prayer 
To  strengthen  faith,  and  sweeten  care  ; 
To  teach  our  faint  desires  to  rise, 

And  bring  all  heaven  before  our  eyes. 
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4  Lord,  we  are  few  but  thou  art  near  ; 
Nor  short  thine  arm,  nor  deaf  thine  ear  : 
O,  rend  the  heavens,  come  quickly  down, 
And  make  a  thousand  hearts  thine  own  ! 

825.  L .    M.  S.  S.  CUTTING. 

Family  Hymn.     Evening. 

1  FATHER,  we  bless  the  gentle  care 

That  watches  o'er  us  day  by  day, 
That  guards  us  from  the  tempter's  snare, 

And  guides  us  in  the  heavenward  way  :  — 
We  bless  thee  for  the  tender  love, 

That  mingles  all  our  hearts  in  one,  — 
The  music  of  the  soul  ;  —  above 

'T  is  purer  spirits'  unison. 

2  Father,  't  is  evening's  solemn  hour, 

And  cast  we  now  our  cares  on  thee  ; 
Darkly  the  storm  may  round  us  lower,  — 

Peace  is  within,  — Christ  makes  us  free, — 
And  when  life's  toil  and  joy  are  o'er, 

And  evening  gathers  on  its  sky, 
Our  circle  broke,  —  we  sing  no  more,  — 

O,  may  we  meet  and  sing  on  high. 

826.  L.  M.    6L.  Methodist  Coll. 

Religion  at  Home. 

1  WHEN  quiet  in  my  house  I  sit, 

Thy  book  be  my  companion  still  ; 
My  joy  thy  sayings  to  repeat, 

Talk  o'er  the  records  of  thy  will, 
And  search  the  oracles  divine, 
Till  every  heart-felt  word  be  mine. 

2  O,  may  the  gracious  words  divine 

Subject  of  all  my  converse  be  ; 
So  will  the  Lord  his  follower  join, 
And  walk  and  talk  himself  with  me  ; 
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So  shall  my  heart  his  presence  prove, 
And  burn  with  everlasting  love. 

3  Oft  as  I  lay  me  down  to  rest, 

O,  may  the  reconciling  word 
Sweetly  compose  my  weary  breast, 

While,  trusting  in  my  gracious  Lord, 
I  sink  in  peaceful  dreams  away, 
And  visions  of  eternal  day  ! 

4  Rising  to  sing  my  Father's  praise, 

Thee  may  I  publish  all  day  long  ; 
And  let  thy  precious  word  of  grace 

Flow  from  my  heart  and  fill  my  tongue  ; 
Fill  all  my  life  with  purest  love, 
And  join  me  to  the  church  above. 

827.  C.M.  Watts. 

Christian  Union. 
1   LO  !  what  an  entertaining  sight 

Those  friendly  brethren  prove, 
Whose  cheerful  hearts  in  bands  unite 
Of  harmony  and  love  ! 

2  Where  streams  of  bliss  from  Christ,  the  spring, 

Descend  to  every  soul, 
And  heavenly  peace,  with  balmy  wing, 
Shades  and  bedews  the  whole. 

3  'T  is  pleasant  as  the  morning  dews 

That  fall  on  Zion's  hill, 
Where  God  his  mildest  glory  shows, 
And  makes  his  grace  distil. 

§28.  C.  M.  Anonymous. 

TJie  Love  of  the  Brethren. 

1   A  HOLY  air  is  breathing  round, 
A  savor  from  above  ; 
Be  every  soul  from  sense  unbound, 
Be  every  spirit  love. 
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2  O  God,  unite  us  heart  to  heart, 

In  sympathy  divine, 
That  we  be  never  drawn  apart, 
And  love  nor  thee  nor  thine. 

3  But,  by  the  cross  of  Jesus  taught, 

And  all  thy  gracious  word, 
Be  nearer  to  each  other  brought, 
And  nearer  to  our  Lord. 

829.  H.    M.  Wesley's  Coll. 

Parting  to  meet  again. 

1  NOW,  Lord,  we  part  awhile  ; 

But,  still  in  spirit  joined, 
Embrace  the  happy  toil 

Thou  hast  to  each  assigned  ; 
And  while  we  do  thy  blessed  will, 
We  bear  our  heaven  about  us  still. 

2  O,  let  us  then  go  on 

In  all  thy  pleasant  ways  ; 
And,  armed  with  patience,  run 

With  joy  th'  appointed  race  : 
Keep  us,  and  every  seeking  soul, 
Till  all  attain  the  heavenly  goal. 

3  There  we  shall  meet  again, 

When  all  our  toils  are  o'er, 
And  death,  and  grief,  and  pain, 
And  parting  are  no  more,  — 
In  the  new  earth  and  heaven  above, 
The  world  of  righteousness  and  love, 

$30.  L.  M.  R.  Palmer. 

Self-  Consecration. 

1  O,  SWEETLY  breathe  the  lyres  above, 
When  angels  touch  the  quivering  string, 
And  wake,  to  chant  the  Father's  love, 
Such  strains  as  angel  lips  can  sing. 

482 


SOCIAL  AND  DOMESTIC  WORSHIP. 

2  And  sweet,  on  earth,  the  choral  swell, 

From  mortal  tongues,  of  gladsome  lays  ; 
When  pardoned  souls  their  raptures  tell, 
And,  grateful,  hymn  the  Saviour's  praise. 

3  Great  God,  thy  name  our  souls  adore  ; 

We  own  the  bond  that  makes  us  thine  ; 
And  earthly  joys,  that  charmed  before, 
For  Christ,  our  Saviour,  we  resign. 

4  Our  hearts,  by  dying  love  subdued, 

Accept  thine  offered  grace  to-day  ; 
Beneath  the  cross,  with  souls  renewed, 
We  bow,  and  own  thy  gracious  sway. 

5  In  thee  we  trust,  —  on  thee  rely  ; 

Though  we  are  feeble,  thou  art  strong  ; 
O,  keep  us  till  our  spirits  fly 

To  join  the  bright,  immortal  throng. 

831.  CM.  Montgomery. 

Resignation. 

1  ONE  prayer  T  have,  —  all  prayers  in  one,  — 

When  I  am  wholly  thine  ; 
Thy  will,  my  God,  thy  will  be  done, 
And  let  that  will  be  mine. 

2  All-wise,  almighty,  and  all-good, 

In  thee  I  firmly  trust  ; 
Thy  ways,  unknown  or  understood, 
Are  merciful  and  just. 

3  May  I  remember  that  to  thee 

Whate'er  I  have  I  owe  ; 
And  back,  in  gratitude,  from  me 
May  all  thy  bounties  flow. 

4  Thy  gifts  are  only  then  enjoyed, 

When  used  as  talents  lent  ; 
Those  talents  only  well  employed, 
When  in  thy  service  spent. 
483 


SOCIAL  AND  DOMESTIC  WORSHIP. 

5  And  though  thy  wisdom  takes  away, 

Shall  I  arraign  thy  will  ? 
No,  let  me  bless  thy  name,  and  say, 
u  The  Lord  is  gracious  still." 

6  A  pilgrim  through  the  earth  I  roam, 

Of  nothing  long  possessed, 
And  all  must  fail  when  I  go  home, 
For  this  is  not  my  rest. 

o32«  L.    M.  Anonymous. 

"  With  his  stripes  ice  are  healed." 

1  A  VOICE  upon  the  midnight  air, 

Where  Kedron's  moonlit  waters  stray, 
Weeps  forth  in  agony  and  prayer, 
u  O  Father,  take  this  cup  away  !  " 

2  Ah  !  thou  who  sorrow'st  unto  death, 

We  conquer  in  thy  mortal  fray  ; 
And  earth  for  all  her  children  saith, 
"  O  God,  take  not  this  cup  away  !" 

3  O  Lord  of  sorrow,  meekly  die  ; 

Thou  'It  heal  or  hallow  all  our  woe  ; 
Thy  name  refresh  the  mourner's  sigh  ; 
Thy  peace  revive  the  faint  and  low. 

4  Great  Chief  of  faithful  souls,  arise  ; 

None  else  can  lead  the  martyr  band, 
Who  teach  the  brave  how  peril  flies, 
When  faith,  unarmed,  uplifts  the  hand. 

5  O  King  of  earth,  the  cross  ascend  ; 

O'er  climes  and  ages,  't  is  thy  throne  ; 
Where'er  thy  fading  eye  may  bend, 
The  desert  blooms  and  is  thine  own. 

6  Thy  parting  blessing,  Lord,  we  pray  ; 

Make  but  one  fold  below,  above  ; 
And  when  we  go  the  last,  lone  way, 
O,  give  the  welcome  of  thy  love  ! 
484 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

833.  c.  m.  T  MooRZ- 

Divine  Consolations. 

1  O  THOU  who  driest  the  mourner's  tear, 

How  dark  this  world  would  be, 
If,  when  deceived  and  wounded  here, 
We  could  not  fly  to  thee  ! 

2  But  thou  wilt  heal  that  broken  heart, 

Which  like  the  plants  that  throw 
Their  fragrance  from  the  wounded  part, 
Breathes  sweetness  out  of  woe. 

3  When  joy  no  longer  soothes  or  cheers, 

And  e'en  the  hope  that  threw 

A  moment's  sparkle  o'er  our  tears 

Is  dimmed  and  vanished  too  ; 

4  O,  who  would  bear  life's  stormy  doom, 

Did  not  thy  wing  of  love 
Come,  brightly  wafting  through  the  gloom 
Our  peace-branch  from  above  ? 

5  Then  sorrow,  touched  by  thee,  grows  bright 

With  more  than  rapture's  ray  ; 
The  darkness  shows  us  worlds  of  light 
We  never  saw  by  day. 


MORNING   AND   EVENING. 

834ro  ^S*  M*  Episcopal  Coll. 

Morning  Hymn. 

1  NOW  the  shades  of  night  are  gone  ; 
Now  the  morning  light  is  come  ; 
Lord,  may  we  be  thine  to-day, 
Drive  the  shades  of  sin  away. 

2  Fill  our  souls  with  heavenly  light, 
Banish  doubt,  and  clear  our  sight  ; 

41  *  485 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

In  thy  service,  Lord,  to-day, 
May  we  stand,  and  watch  and  pray. 

3  Keep  our  haughty  passions  bound  ; 
Save  us  from  our  foes  around  ; 
Going  out  and  coming  in, 

Keep  us  safe  from  every  sin. 

4  When  our  work  of  life  is  past, 
O,  receive  us  then  at  last  ; 
Night  and  sin  will  be  no  more, 
When  we  reach  the  heavenly  shore. 

835.  S.     M.  DWIGHT. 

Morning  Thanksgiving. 

1  SERENE  I  laid  me  down, 

Beneath  his  guardian  care  : 
I  slept,  —  and  I  awoke,  and  found 
My  kind  Preserver  near. 

2  Thus  does  thine  arm  support 

This  weak,  defenceless  frame  ; 
But  whence  these  favors,  Lord,  to  me, 
All  worthless  as  I  am  ? 

3  O,  how  shall  I  repay 

The  bounties  of  my  God  ? 

This  feeble  spirit  pants  beneath 

The  pleasing,  painful  load. 

4  My  life  I  would  anew 

Devote,  O  Lord,  to  thee  ; 
And  in  thy  service  I  would  spend 
A  long  eternity. 

836.  L- M-  Watts 

A  Morning  Hymn. 

1   GOD  of  the  morning,  at  thy  voice 

The  cheerful  sun  makes  haste  to  rise, 
And  like  a  giant  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his  journey  through  the  skies. 

486 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

2  O,  like  the  sun  may  I  fulfil 

Th'  appointed  duties  of  the  day  ; 
With  ready  mind  and  active  will 

March  on,  and  keep  my  heavenly  way. 

3  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure, 

Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes  ; 
Thy  threatenings  just,  thy  promise  sure  ; 
Thy  gospel  makes  the  simple  wise. 

4  Give  me  thy  counsels  for  my  guide, 

And  then  receive  me  to  thy  bliss  ; 
All  my  desires  and  hopes  beside 

Are  faint  and  cold  compared  with  this. 

§3T»  CM.  Sacred  Oeferiwg. 

Grateful  Acknowledgment. 

1  AGAIN,  from  calm  and  sweet  repose, 

I  rise  to  hail  the  dawn  ; 
Again  my  waking  eyes  unclose, 
To  view  the  smiling  morn. 

2  Great  God  of  love,  thy  praise  I'll  sing  ; 

For  thou  hast  safely  kept 
My  soul  beneath  thy  guardian  wing, 
And  watched  me  while  I  slept. 

3  Glory  to  thee,  Eternal  Lord  ! 

O,  teach  my  heart  to  pray. 
And  thy  blest  Spirit's  help  afford, 
To  guide  me  through  the  day. 

4  Let  every  thought  and  word  accord 

With  thy  most  holy  will  ; 
Each  deed  the  precepts  of  thy  word 
With  pious  aim  fulfil. 

5  From  danger,  sin,  and  every  ill, 

My  constant  guardian  prove  ; 
O,  sanctify  my  heart,  and  fill 
With  thoughts  of  holv  love. 
437 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

838.  L-  M.  bm 

A  Morning  Invocation. 

1  AWAKE,  my  soul,  and  with  the  sun 
Thy  daily  stage  of  duty  run  ; 

Shake  off  dull  sloth,  and  joyful  rise 
To  pay  thy  morning  sacrifice. 

2  Wake,  and  lift  up  thyself,  my  heart, 
And  with  the  angels  bear  thy  part, 
Who  all  night  long  unwearied  sing 
High  praises  to  th'  Eternal  King. 

3  Glory  to  thee,  who  safe  hast  kept, 
And  hast  refreshed  me  while  T  slept  : 
Grant,  Lord,  when  I  from  death  shall  wake, 
I  may  of  endless  life  partake. 

4  Lord,  I  to  thee  my  vows  renew-  ; 
Dispel  my  sins  as  morning  dew  ; 

Guard  my  first  springs  of  thought  and  will, 
And  with  thyself  my  spirit  fill. 

5  Direct,  control,  suggest,  this  day, 
All  I  design,  or  do,  or  say, 

That  all  my  powers,  with  true  delight, 
In  thy  sole  glory  may  unite. 

839.  c-  M-  Steele- 

Gratitude  and  Supplication. 

1  GOD  of  my  life,  my  morning  song 

To  thee  I  cheerful  raise  : 
Thine  acts  of  love  't  is  good  to  sing, 
And  pleasant  \  is  to  praise. 

2  Preserved  by  thy  almighty  arm, 

I  passed  the  shades  of  night, 
Serene,  and  safe  from  every  harm, 
To  see  the  morning  light. 

3  While  numbers  spent  the  night  in  sighs, 

And  restless  pains  and  wroes, 
483 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 


In  gentle  sleep  I  closed  my  eyes, 
And  woke  from  sweet  repose. 

4  O,  let  the  same  almighty  care 

Through  all  this  day  attend  ; 
From  every  danger,  every  snare, 
My  heedless  steps  defend. 

5  Smile  on  my  minutes  as  they  roll, 

And  guide  my  future  days  ; 
And  let  thy  goodness  fill  my  soul 
With  gratitude  and  praise. 

840.  8  &  ?s-   M.  Carmisa  Sacra. 

Sabbath  Morning. 

1  WHILE  this  day  its  light  is  shedding, 
Worldly  thoughts  and  cares  forbidding, 

Let  us  give  our  souls  to  rest  ; 
Let  us  now  in  supplication 
Look  to  him  whose  great  salvation 

All  the  world  has  freely  blest. 

2  God  above,  we  bow  before  thee  ; 
Humbly  will  we  now  adore  thee  ; 

Glad  we  '11  haste  to  Zion's  gate  ; 
Glad  we  '11  join  those  holy  praises 
Zion's  temple  ever  raises 

High  to  thee,  so  good  and  great. 

3  Hail  !  thou  place  of  light  and  glory, 
Where  resounds  salvation's  story, 

Fraught  with  peace  to  sinful  man  : 
O,  how  soon  earth's  night  retreated, 
O,  how  soon  sweet  hope  we  greeted, 

When  thy  word  its  course  began  ! 

84l»  L.    M.  Hawkesworth. 

Morning  Gratitude. 

1   IN  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 
I  safely  passed  the  silent  night  ; 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

Again  I  see  the  breaking  shade,  — 
1  drink  again  the  morning  light. 

2  New-born,  I  bless  the  waking  hour, 

Once  more,  with  awe,  rejoice  to  be  ; 
My  conscious  soul  resumes  her  power, 
And  springs,  my  guardian  God  !  to  thee. 

3  Oj  guide  me  through  the  various  maze, 

My  doubtful  feet  may  this  day  tread  ; 
And  spread  thy  shield's  protecting  blaze, 
Where  dangers  press  around  my  head. 

4  A  deeper  shade  will  soon  impend,  — 

A  deeper  sleep  mine  eyes  oppress  ; 
Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend,  — 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away, 

That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  mine  eyes, 
Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day, 
Thy  love  the  rapture  of  the  skies. 

ft^_2#  C.  M.  Spirit  of  the  Psalms. 

Goodness  of  God.    Morning. 

1  DELIGHTFUL  is  the  task  to  sing, 

On  each  returning  day, 
The  praises  of  our  Heavenly  King, 
And  grateful  homage  pay. 

2  The  countless  worlds,  which,  bathed  in  light, 

Through  fields  of  azure  move, 
Proclaim  his  wisdom  and  his  might, 
But,  O,  how  great  his  love  ! 

3  He  deigns  each  broken,  contrite  heart 

With  tender  care  to  bind  ; 
And  comfort,  hope,  and  grace  impart 
To  heal  the  wounded  mind. 

4  All  creatures  with  instinctive  cry, 

From  God  implore  their  food  ; 
490 


MORNING   AND   EVENING. 

His  bounty  grants  a  rich  supply, 
And  fills  the  earth  with  good. 
5  Delightful  is  the  task,  O  Lord  ! 
With  each  returning  day 
Thy  countless  mercies  to  record. 
And  grateful  homage  pay. 

§43  •  C.      M.  MONTGOMERY. 

Jicknoxcledging  God's  Hand.     Morning. 

1  WHAT  secret  hand,  at  morning  light, 

Softly  unseals  mine  eye, 
Draws  hack  the  curtain  of  the  night, 
And  opens  earth  and  sky  ; 

2  'T  is  thine,  my  God, — the  same  that  kept 

My  resting  hours  from  harm  ; 
?so  ill  came  nigh  me,  for  I  slept 
Beneath  th'  Almighty's  arm. 

3  'T  is  thine,  my  daily  bread  that  brings, 

Like  manna  scattered  round, 
And  clothes  me,  as  the  lily  springs 
In  beauty  from  the  ground. 

4  In  death's  dark  valley  though  I  stray, 

'T  would  there  my  steps  attend, 
Guide  with  the  staff  my  lonely  way, 
And  with  the  rod  defend. 

5  May  that  sure  hand  uphold  me  still 

Through  life's  uncertain  race, 
To  bring  me  to  thy  holy  hill, 
And  to  thy  dwelling-place. 

§  /j[/j.,  L«  31  •  6  L.       Christian-  Psalmist. 

Morning  or  Evening  Hymn. 

1   WHEN,  streaming  from  the  eastern  skies, 
The  morning  light  salutes  mine  eyes, 
O  Sun  of  righteousness  divine, 
On  me  with  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 
491 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

Chase  the  dark  clouds  of  sin  away, 
And  turn  my  darkness  into  day. 

2  As  every  day  thy  mercy  spares 
Will  bring  its  trials  or  its  cares, 

0  Father,  till  my  life  shall  end, 
Be  thou  my  counsellor  and  friend  ; 
Teach  me  thy  statutes  all  divine, 
And  let  thy  will  be  always  mine. 

3  When  each  day's  scenes  and  labors  close, 
And  wearied  nature  seeks  repose, 
With  pardoning  mercy,  richly  blest, 
Guard  me,  my  Father,  while  I  rest  ; 
And  as  each  morning  sun  shall  rise, 
O,  lead  me  onward  to  the  skies  ! 

4  And  at  my  life's  last  setting  sun,  — 
My  conflicts  o'er,  my  labors  done,  — 
Father,  thine  heavenly  radiance  shed, 
To  cheer  and  bless  my  dying  bed  ; 
And  from  death's  gloom  my  spirit  raise, 
To  see  thy  face,  and  sing  thy  praise. 

845.  c.  M.  kippis. 

Morning  and  Evening  Praise. 

1  ON  thee,  each  morning,  O  my  God, 

My  waking  thoughts  attend, 
In  whom  are  founded  all  my  hopes, 
In  whom  my  wishes  end. 

2  My  soul,  in  pleasing  wonder  lost, 

Thy  boundless  love  surveys, 
And,  fired  with  grateful  zeal,  prepares 
The  sacrifice  of  praise. 

3  When  evening  slumbers  press  my  eyes, 

With  thy  protection  blest, 
In  peace  and  safety  I  commit 
My  weary  limbs  to  rest. 
492 


MORNING  AND   EVENING. 

4  My  spirit,  in  thy  hands  secure, 

Fears  no  approaching  ill  ; 
For,  whether  waking  or  asleep, 
Thou,  Lord,  art  with  me  still. 

5  Then  will  I  daily  to  the  world 

Thy  wondrous  acts  proclaim, 
Whilst  all  with  me  shall  praise  and  sing, 
And  bless  thy  sacred  name. 

6  At  morn,  at  noon,  at  night,  I  '11  still 

The  pleasing  work  pursue, 
And  thee  alone  will  praise,  to  whom 
All  praise  is  ever  due. 

846.  P-    M.  H.Ware, Jr. 

Prayer  at  Morning  and  Evening. 

1  TO  prayer,  to  prayer  !  for  the  morning  breaks, 
And  earth  in  her  Maker's  smile  awakes  ; 

His  light  is  on  all  below  and  above,  — 
The  light  of  gladness,  and  life,  and  love. 
O,  then,  on  the  breath  of  this  early  air, 
Send  upward  the  incense  of  grateful  prayer. 

2  To  prayer  !  for  the  glorious  sun  is  gone, 
And  the  gathering  darkness  of  night  comes  on  ; 
Like  a  curtain  from  God's  kind  hand  it  flows, 
To  shade  the  couch  where  his  children  repose. 
Then  kneel,  while  the  watching  stars  are  bright, 
And  give  your  last  thoughts  to  the  Guardian  of  night. 

847*  L.    M.  Watts. 

Morning  or  Evening  Song. 

1   MY  God,  how  endless  is  thy  love  ! 
Thy  gifts  are  every  evening  new  ; 
And  morning  mercies,  from  above, 

Gently  distil  like  early  dew. 
42  493 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

2  Thou  spread'st  the  curtains  of  the  night, 

Great  Guardian  of  my  sleeping  hours  ; 
Thy  sovereign  word  restores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowsy  powers. 

3  I  yield  my  powers  to  thy  command  ; 

To  thee  I  consecrate  my  days  ; 
Perpetual  blessings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  songs  of  praise. 

848*  7S.    M.  BOWRING. 

Ail  from  God.     Morning  or  Evening. 

1  FATHER  !  thy  paternal  care 

Has  my  guardian  been,  my  guide  ! 
Every  hallowed  wish  and  prayer 

Has  thy  hand  of  love  supplied  ; 
Thine  is  every  thought  of  bliss, 

Left  by  hours  and  days  gone  by  ; 
Every  hope  thy  offspring  is, 

Beaming  from  futurity. 

2  Every  sun  of  splendid  ray  ; 

Every  moon  that  shines  serene  ; 
Every  morn  that  welcomes  day  ; 

Every  evening's  twilight  scene  ; 
Every  hour  which  wisdom  brings  ; 

Every  incense  at  thy  shrine  ; 
These,  — and  all  life's  holiest  things, 

And  its  fairest,  —  all  are  thine. 

3  And  for  all,  my  hymns  shall  rise 

Daily  to  thy  gracious  throne  : 
Thither  let  my  asking  eyes 

Turn  unwearied,  righteous  One  ! 
Through  life's  strange  vicissitude 

There  reposing  all  my  care, 
Trusting  still  through  ill  and  good, 

Fixed,  and  cheered,  and  counselled  there. 
494 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

849.  L-  M.  Ken*. 

Trusting  God.     Evening  Hymn. 

1  GLORY  to  thee,  my  God,  this  night, 
For  all  the  blessings  of  the  light  : 
Keep  me,  O,  keep  me,  King  of  kings, 
Beneath  the  shadow  of  thy  wings. 

2  Forgive  me,  Lord,  through  thy  dear  Son, 
The  ills  which  I  this  day  have  done  ; 
That  with  the  world,  myself,  and  thee, 

I,  ere  I  sleep,  at  peace  may  be. 

3  Teach  me  to  live  that  I  may  dread 
The  grave  as  little  as  my  bed  ; 
Teach  me  to  die  that  so  I  may 
With  joy  behold  the  judgment-day. 

4  Be  thou  my  guardian  while  I  sleep  ; 
Thy  watchful  station  near  me  keep  ; 
My  heart  with  love  celestial  fill, 

And  guard  me  from  th'  approach  of  ill. 

5  Lord,  let  my  heart  for  ever  share 
The  bliss  of  thy  paternal  care  : 

'T  is  heaven  on  earth,  't  is  heaven  above, 
To  see  thy  face  and  sing  thy  love. 

850.  CJ.    M.  Anonymous. 
"  /  will  be  glad  in  the  Lord." 

1  WHEN  morning's  first  and  hallowed  ray 

Breaks  with  its  trembling  light, 
To 'chase  the  pearly  dews  away,  — 
Bright  tear-drops  of  the  night,  — 

2  My  heart,  O  Lord,  forgets  to  rove 

But  rises,  gladly  free, 
On  wings  of  everlasting  love, 
And  finds  its  home  in  thee. 

3  When  evening's  silent  shades  descend, 

And  nature  sinks  to  rest, 
495 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

Still  to  my  Father  and  ray  Friend 
My  wishes  are  addressed. 

4  And  e'en  when  midnight's  solemn  gloom 

Above,  around,  is  spread, 
Sweet  dreams  of  everlasting  bloom 
Are  hovering  o'er  my  head. 

5  I  dream  of  that  fair  land,  O  Lord, 

Where  all  thy  saints  shall  be  ; 
I  wake  to  lean  upon  thy  word, 
And  still  delight  in  thee. 

851.  8  &  7s.  M.  Edmeston. 

Confidence  in  God's  Protection. 

1  FATHER,  breathe  an  evening  blessing 

Ere  repose  our  spirits  seal  ; 
Sin  and  want  we  come  confessing  ; 
Thou  canst  save  and  thou  canst  heal. 

2  Though  destruction  walk  around  us, 

Though  the  arrows  past  us  fly, 
Angel  guards  from  thee  surround  us  ; 
We  are  safe,  if  thou  art  nigh. 

3  Though  the  night  be  dark  and  dreary, 

Darkness  cannot  hide  from  thee  ; 
Thou  art  he  who,  never  weary, 
Watchest  where  thy  people  be. 

4  Should  swift  death  this  night  o'ertake  us, 

And  command  us  to  the  tomb, 
May  the  morn  in  heaven  awake  us", 
Clad  in  bright,  eternal  bloom. 

852.  8&7S.  M.  Flint. 
Evening  Hymn. 

1   ON  the  dewy  breath  of  even 

Thousand  odors  mingling  rise, 
Borne  like  incense  up  to  heaven,  — 
Nature's  evening  sacrifice. 
496 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

2  With  her  balmy  offerings  blending, 

Let  our  glad  thanksgivings  be 
To  thy  throne,  O  Lord,  ascending, — 
Incense  of  our  hearts  to  thee. 

3  Thou,  whose  favors  without  number 

All  our  days  with  gladness  bless  ! 
Let  thine  eye,  that  knows  not  slumber, 
Guard  our  hours  of  helplessness. 

4  Then,  though  conscious  we  are  sleeping 

In  the  outer  courts  of  death, 

Safe  beneath  a  Father's  keeping, 

Calm  we  rest  in  placid  faith. 

5  Lord  !  when  life  is  closing  round  us, 

Dark  with  anguish,  faint  with  fear, 
Let  thy  beams  of  love  surround  us, 
Let  us  know  thee,  feel  thee,  near  ! 

853.  CM.  BO  WRING. 

Nature's  Evening  Hymn. 

1    THE  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  O  God, 
Attune  their  evening  hymn  : 
All  wise,  all  holy,  thou  art  praised 


In  song  of  seraph 


mi  : 


Unnumbered  systems,  suns,  and  worlds 

Unite  to  worship  thee, 
While  thy  majestic  greatness  fills 

Space,  time,  eternity. 
2  Nature,  —  a  temple  worthy  thee, 

That  beams  with  light  and  love  ; 
WThose  flowers  so  sweetly  bloom  below, 

Whose  stars  rejoice  above, 
Whose  altars  are  the  mountain  cliffs 

That  rise  along  the  shore  ; 
Whose  anthems,  the  sublime  accord 

Of  storm  and  ocean  roar  ; 
42*  497 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

3  Her  song  of  gratitude  is  sung 

By  spring's  awakening  hours  ; 
Her  summer  offers  at  thy  shrine 

Its  earliest,  loveliest  flowers  ; 
Her  autumn  brings  its  ripened  fruits, 

In  glorious  luxury  given  ; 
While  winter's  silver  heights  reflect 

Thy  brightness  back  to  heaven. 

4  On  all  thou  smil'st  ;  and  what  is  man 

Before  thy  presence,  God  ? 
A  breath  but  yesterday  inspired, 

To-morrow  but  a  clod. 
That  clod  shall  mingle  in  the  vale, 

But,  kindled,  Lord,  by  thee, 
The  spirit  to  thy  arms  shall  spring, 

To  life,  to  liberty. 

854*  7s.  M.  Episcopal  Coll. 

Communion  with  God. 

1  SOFTLY  now  the  light  of  day 

Fades  upon  our  sight  away  ; 
Free  from  care,  from  labor  free, 

Lord,  we  would  commune  with  thee. 

2  Soon  for  us  the  light  of  day 

Shall  for  ever  puss  away  ; 
Then,  from  sin  and  sorrow  free, 
Take  us,  Lord,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

855.  S.  M.  Curtis's  Coll. 

Flight  of  Time. 

1  ANOTHER  day  is  past, 

The  hours  for  ever  fled, 
And  time  is  bearing  us  away 
To  mingle  with  the  dead. 

2  Our  minds  in  perfect  peace 

Our  Father's  care  shall  keep  ; 
498 


MORNING   AXD  EVEXIXG. 

We  yield  to  gentle  slumber  now, 

For  thou  canst  never  sleep. 
3  How  blessed,  Lord,  are  they 

On  thee  securely  stayed  ! 
Nor  shall  they  be  in  life  alarmed, 

Nor  be  in  death  dismayed. 

856.  7  &  6s.  M.  Sacred  Songs. 
Reflections  at  Sunset. 

1  THE  mellow  eve  is  gliding 

Serenely  down  the  west  ; 
So,  every  care  subsiding, 
My  soul  would  sink  to  rest. 

2  The  woodland  hum  is  ringing 

The  daylight's  gentle  close  ; 
May  angels  round  me  singing 
Thus  hymn  my  last  repose. 

3  The  evening  star  has  lighted 

Her  crystal  lamp  on  high  ; 
So,  when  in  death  benighted, 
May  hope  illume  the  sky. 

4  In  golden  splendor  dawning, 

The  morrow's  light  shall  break  ; 
O,  on  the  last  bright  morning 
May  I  in  glory  wake. 

857.  7s.  M.  6  L.  Hastings. 

Repose  and  Devotion. 

1  NOW  from  labor  and  from  care 

Evening-shades  have  set  me  free  ; 
In  the  work  of  praise  and  prayer, 

Lord  !   I  would  converse  with  thee  : 
O,  behold  me  from  above, 
Fill  me  with  a  Saviour's  love  ! 

2  Sin  and  sorrow,  guilt  and  woe, 

Wither  all  my  earthly  joys  ; 
499 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

Naught  can  charm  me  here  below, 
But  my  Saviour's  melting  voice  : 

Lord  !  forgive,  —  thy  grace  restore,  — 

Make  me  thine  for  evermore. 
3  For  the  blessings  of  this  day, 
For  the  mercies  of  this  hour, 

For  the  gospel's  cheering  ray, 

For  thy  Spirit's  quickening  power,  — 

Grateful  notes  to  thee  I  raise  ; 

O,  accept  my  song  of  praise  ! 

858  S.    M.  CONDER. 

Saturday  Evening. 

1  THE  hours  of  evening  close  ; 

Its  lengthened  shadows,  drawn 
O'er  scenes  of  earth,  invite  repose, 
And  wait  the  Sabbath-dawn. 

2  So  let  its  calm  prevail 

O'er  forms  of  outward  care  ; 
Nor  thought  for  "  many  things  "  assail 
The  still  retreat  of  prayer. 

3  Our  guardian  Shepherd  near 

His  watchful  eye  will  keep  ; 

And,  safe  from  violence  and  fear, 

Will  fold  his  flock  to  sleep. 

4  So  may  a  holier  light 

Than  earth's  our  spirits  rouse, 
And  call  us,  strengthened  by  his  might, 
To  pay  the  Lord  our  vows. 

859.  L.  M.    6  L.  Pratt's  Coll. 

Saturday  Evening. 

1   SWEET  is  the  last,  the  parting  ray, 
Which  ushers  placid  evening  in  ; 
When,  with  the  still,  expiring  day, 
The  Sabbath's  peaceful  hours  begin  : 
500 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

How  grateful  to  the  anxious  breast 
The  sacred  hours  of  holy  rest  ! 

2  Hushed  is  the  tumult  of  the  day, 

And  worldly  cares  and  business  cease, 
While  soft  the  vesper-breezes  play, 

To  hymn  the  glad  return  of  peace  : 
Delightful  season  !  kindly  given 
To  turn  the  wandering  thoughts  to  heaven. 

3  Oft  as  this  peaceful  hour  shall  come, 

Lord  !  raise  my  thoughts  from  earthly  things 
And  bear  them  to  my  heavenly  home, 

On  faith  and  hope's  celestial  wings  ; 
Till  the  last  gleam  of  life  decay, 
In  one  eternal  Sabbath  day. 

860.  8&7s.  M.  6l.  Keilt. 

Jin  Evening  Offering. 

1  THROUGH  the  day  thy  love  has  spared  us, 

Now  we  lay  us  down  to  rest  ; 
Through  the  silent  watches  guard  us, 

Let  no  foe  our  peace  molest  ; 
Father,  thou  our  guardian  be  ; 
Sweet  it  is  to  trust  in  thee. 

2  Pilgrims  here  on  earth  and  strangers, 

Dwelling  in  the  midst  of  foes,  — 
Us  and  ours  preserve  from  dangers, 

In  thine  arms  let  us  repose, 
And,  when  life's  short  day  is  past, 
Rest  with  thee  in  heaven  at  last. 

86  !•  L.     M.  W.  H.  BCRLEIGH. 

JJ  Psalm  nfXight. 

1   DAY  unto  day  doth  utter  speech, 

And  night  to  night  thy  voice  makes  known  ; 
Through  all  the  earth,  where  thought  may  reach, 
Is  heard  the  glad  and  solemn  tone  ; 
501 


MORNING  AND  EVENING. 

And  worlds  beyond  the  farthest  star 

Whose  light  hath  reached  the  human  eye, 
Catch  the  high  anthem  from  afar, 

That  rolls  along  immensity. 
2  O  Holy  Father,  'mid  the  calm 

And  stillness  of  the  evening  hour, 
We,  too,  would  lift  our  solemn  psalm 

To  praise  thy  goodness  and  thy  power  ; 
For  over  us,  as  over  all, 

Thy  tender  mercies  still  extend, 
Nor  vainly  shall  the  contrite  call 

On  thee,  their  Father  and  their  Friend. 

862.  L.    M.  BOWRINO. 

The  Blessing  of  Sleep. 

1  REVIVING  sleep  !  thy  sheltering  wing 

Is  o'er  the  couch  of  labor  spread  ; 
Sweet  minister,  unearthly  thing, 

That  hovers  round  the  tired  one's  head. 

2  As  calm  and  cold  as  mortal  clay 

When  life  is  fled,  earth  soundly  sleeps, 
When  evening  veils  the  eye  of  day, 
And  darkness  rules  the  ocean  deeps. 

3  O,  then,  thy  spirit,  Lord,  anew 

Enkindles  strength  in  sleeping  men  ; 
It  falls  as  falls  the  evening  dew, 
And  life's  sad  waste  repairs  again. 

4  Be  nature's  gentle  slumbers  mine  ; 

And  lead  me  gently  to  the  last, 
Until  I  hear  thy  voice  divine, 

"  Awake  !  for  death's  dark  night  is  passed." 

863.  L-  m.  k™». 

Midnight. 

1   MY  God,  I  now  from  sleep  awake  ; 
The  sole  possession  of  me  take  ; 

502 


MORNING   AND  EVENING. 

From  midnight  terrors  me  secure, 

And  guard  my  heart  from  thoughts  imtmre. 

2  Blest  angels,  while  we  silent  lie, 
You  hallelujahs  sing  on  high  ; 
You  joyful  hymn  the  Ever-blest, 
Before  the  throne,  and  never  rest. 

3  I  with  your  choir  celestial  join, 
In  offering  up  a  hymn  divine  ; 
With  you  in  heaven  I  hope  to  dwell, 
And  bid  the  night  and  world  farewell. 

4  O,  may  I  always  ready  stand, 
With  my  lamp  burning  in  my  hand  ; 
May  I  in  sight  of  heaven  rejoice, 
Whene'er  I  hear  the  Bridegroom's  voice. 

5  Blest  Jesus,  thou,  on  heaven  intent, 
Whole  nights  hast  in  devotion  spent  ; 
But  I,  frail  creature,  soon  am  tired, 
And  all  my  zeal    is  soon  expired. 

6  Shine  on  me,  Lord,  new  life  impart, 
Fresh  ardors  kindle  in  my  heart  ; 
One  ray  of  thy  all-quickening  light 
Dispels  the  sloth  and  clouds  of  night. 

864.  L- M-  Watts- 

Evening  Hymn. 

1  THUS  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 

Thus  far  his  power  prolongs  my  days  ! 
And  every  evening  shall  make  known 
Some  fresh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  waste, 

And  I,  perhaps,  am  near  my  home  ; 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  past, 

He  gives  me  strength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  sleep  ; 

Peace  is  the  pillow  for  mv  head  : 
503 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

While  well  appointed  angels  keep 

Their  watchful  stations  round  my  bed. 
Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear  : 

O,  may  thy  presence  ne'er  depart  ! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 

Thy  love  and  kindness  in  my  heart. 
And  when  the  night  of  death  shall  come, 

Still  may  I  trust  almighty  love,  — 
The  love  which  triumphs  o'er  the  tomb, 

And  leads  to  perfect  bliss  above. 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

oO£P»  C.  M.  West  Boston  Coll. 

The  Christian  encouraged  in  Sickness. 

1  O,  THERE  'S  a  better  world  on  high  ; 

Hope  on,  thou  pious  breast  ; 
Faint  not,  thou  traveller  ;  on  the  sky 
Thy  weary  feet  shall  rest. 

2  Anguish  may  rend  each  vital  part  ; 

Poor  man,  thy  strength  how  frail  ! 
Yet  Heaven's  own  strength  shall  shield  thy  heart, 
When  flesh  and  heart  shall  fail. 

3  Through  death's  dark  vale,  of  deepest  shade, 

Thy  feet  must  surely  go  ; 
Yet  there,  e'en  there,  walk  undismayed  ; 
'T  is  thy  last  scene  of  woe. 

4  Thy  God  —  and  with  the  tenderest  hand  — 

Shall  guard  the  traveller  through  ; 
"  Hail  !  "  shalt  thou  cry  ;  "  hail  !  promised  land  ! 
And,  wilderness,  adieu  !  " 

5  O  Father,  make  our  souls  thy  care, 

And  bring  us  safe  to  thee  ; 
504 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

Where'er  thou  art,  —  we  ask  not  where,  — 
But  there  t'  is  heaven  to  be. 

866.  CM.  Anonymous. 

The  Widow's  Prayer. 

1  THOUGH  faint  and  sick,  and  worn  away 

With  poverty  and  woe, 
My  widowed  feet  are  doomed  to  stray 
'Mid  thorny  paths  below,  — 

2  Be  thou,  O  Lord,  my  Father  still, 

My  confidence  and  guide  ; 

I  know  that  perfect  is  thy  will, 

Whate'er  that  will  decide. 

3  I  know  the  soul  that  trusts  in  thee 

Thou  never  wilt  forsake  ; 
And  though  a  bruised  reed  I  be, 
That  reed  thou  wilt  not  break. 

4  Then  keep  me,  Lord,  where'er  I  go, 

Support  me  on  my  way, 
Though,  worn  with  poverty  and  woe, 
My  widowed  footsteps  stray. 

5  To  give  my  weakness  strength,  O  God, 

Thy  staff  shall  yet  avail  ; 
And,  though  thou  chasten  with  thy  rod, 
That  staff  shall  never  fail. 

867.  C.    M.  H*BER. 

In  Times  of  Distress  and  Danger. 

1  0  GOD,  that  mad'st  the  earth  and  sky, 

The  darkness  and  the  day, 
Give  ear  to  this  thy  family, 

And  help  us  when  we  pray  ! 
For  wide  the  waves  of  bitterness 

Around  our  vessel  roar, 
And  heavy  grows  the  pilot's  heart, 

To  view  the  rocky  shore. 
43  505 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  The  cross  our  Master  bore  for  us, 

For  him  we  fain  would  bear  ; 
But  mortal  strength  to  weakness  turns, 

And  courage  to  despair  ! 
Then  mercy  on  our  failings,  Lord  ! 

Our  sinking  faith  renew  ! 
And,  when  his  sorrows  visit  us, 

O,  send  his  patience  too  ! 

868.  L.    M.  Rippon's  Coll. 
On  the  dangerous  Sickness  of  a  Minister. 

1  O  THOU,  before  whose  gracious  throne 
We  bow  our  suppliant  spirits  down, 
Thou  know'st  the  anxious  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell. 

2  Thou  only  canst  assuage  our  grief, 
And  give  our  sorrowing  hearts  relief  : 
In  mercy,  then,  thy  servant  spare, 
Nor  turn  aside  thy  people's  prayer. 

3  Avert  thy  desolating  stroke, 

Nor  smite  the  shepherd  of  the  flock  ; 
Restore  him,  sinking  to  the  grave, 
Stretch  out  thine  arm,  make  haste  to  save. 

4  Bound  to  each  soul  by  tender  ties, 
In  every  heart  his  image  lies  ; 
Thy  pitying  aid,  O  God,  impart, 

Nor  rend  him  from  each  bleeding  heart. 

5  But  if  our  supplications  fail, 

And  prayers  and  tears  cannot  prevail, 
Be  thou  his  strength  and  thou  his  stay, 
Through  death's  dark  vale  to  endless  day. 

869.  C'    M«  M.  W.Hal.. 

The  Pure  Heart. 

1  WHATEVER  dims  thy  senge  of  truth, 
Or  stains  thy  purity, 
506 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

Though  light  as  breath  of  summer  air, 
Count  it  as  sin  to  thee. 

2  Preserve  the  tablet  of  thy  thoughts 

From  every  blemish  free, 
While  the  Redeemer's  lowly  faith 
Its  temple  makes  with  thee. 

3  And  pray  of  God,  that  grace  be  given 

To  tread  time's  narrow  way  :  — 
How  dark  soever  it  may  be, 
It  leads  to  cloudless  day. 

870.  L.    M.  PzABODY. 

The  Religious  Influences  of  Nature. 

1  GOD  of  the  rolling  orbs  above, 

Thy  name  is  written  clearly  bright 
In  the  warm  day's  unvarying  blaze, 

Or  evening's  golden  shower  of  light : 
For  every  fire  that  fronts  the  sun, 

And  every  spark  that  walks  alone 
Around  the  utmost  verge  of  heaven, 

Were  kindled  at  thy  burning  throne. 

2  God  of  the  world,  the  hour  must  come, 

And  nature's  self  to  dust  return  ; 
Her  crumbling  altars  must  decay  ; 
•  Her  incense-fires  shall  cease  to  burn  : 

But  still  her  grand  and  lovely  scenes 

Have  made  man's  warmest  praises  flow, 
For  hearts  grow  holier  as  they  trace 

The  beauty  of  the  world  below. 

871.  C.    M.  R.Nicoix. 

The  Protestant  Reformation. 

1   AN  offering  at  the  shrine  of  power 

Our  hands  shall  never  bring  ; 

A  garland  on  the  car  of  pomp 

Our  hands  shall  never  fling  ; 

507 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

Applauding  in  the  conqueror's  path 

Our  voices  ne'er  shall  be  ; 
But  we  have  hearts  to  honor  those 

Who  bade  the  world  go  free. 
2  Praise  to  the  good,  the  pure,  the  great, 

Who  made  us  what  we  are  ! 
Who  lit  the  flame,  which  yet  shall  glow 

With  radiance  brighter  far. 
Glory  to  them  in  coming  time, 

And  through  eternity, 
Who  burst  the  captive's  galling  chains, 

And  bade  the  world  go  free. 

872.  6s.  M.  Luther. 

The  Death  of  Martyrs. 

1  FLUNG  to  the  heedless  winds, 

Or  on  the  waters  cast, 
Their  ashes  shall  be  watched, 

And  gathered  at  the  last  ; 
And  from  that  scattered  dust, 

Around  us  and  abroad, 
Shall  spring  a  plenteous  seed 

Of  witnesses  for  God. 

2  The  Father  hath  received 

Their  latest  living  breath  ;  • 

Yet  vain  is  Satan's  boast 

Of  victory  in  their  death  : 
Still,  still,  though  dead,  they  speak, 

And,  trumpet-tongued,  proclaim 
To  many  a  wakening  land 

The  one  availing  name. 

873.  7S.    M.  BULFINCH. 

"  The  Dayspringfrom  on  High." 

1   TOILING  through  the  livelong  night, 
Faint,  uncertain  of  his  way, 
508 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

How  the  traveller  hails  the  light, 
Herald  of  the  coming  day. 

2  Thus,  when  fraud  and  rapine  threw 

O'er  the  world  their  cloud  afar. 
On  the  good  man's  raptured  view 
Broke  the  dawn  of  Judah's  star. 

3  Tears  of  joy  and  gratitude 

Hailed  the  Baptist's  natal  morn, 
For  the  heavenly  light  renewed, 
For  another  prophet  born. 

4  Born  to  go  before  the  face 

Of  Judea's  Saviour-king  ; 
Tidings  of  celestial  grace 

To  the  mourning  land  to  bring. 

5  Thus  began  the  song  of  praise 

For  the  dayspring's  earliest  ray  ; 
How  should  we  the  anthem  raise 
For  the  gospel's  perfect  day  ! 

874.  CM.  Carter. 

In  a  Thunder-storm. 

1  LET  coward  guilt,  with  pallid  fear, 

To  sheltering  caverns  fly, 
And  justly  dread  the  vengeful  fate, 
That  thunders  through  the  sky. 

2  Protected  by  that  hand  whose  law 

The  threatening  storms  obey. 
Intrepid  virtue  smiles  secure 
As  in  the  blaze  of  day. 

3  In  the  thick  cloud's  tremendous  gloom, 

The  lightning's  lurid  glare, 
It  views  the  same  all-gracious  Power, 
That  breathes  the  vernal  air. 

4  When  through  creation's  vast  expanse 

The  last  dread  thunders  roll, 
43  *  503 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

Untune  the  concord  of  the  spheres, 

And  shake  the  guilty  soul  ; 
5  Unmoved  may  we  the  final  storm 

Of  jarring  worlds  survey, 
That  ushers  in  the  tranquil  morn 

Of  life's  eternal  day. 

875.  L.  M.  H.M.Williams. 

God  seen  in  All. 

1  MY  God  !  all  nature  owns  thy  sway  ; 
Thou  giv'st  the  night  and  thou  the  day  : 
When  all  thy  loved  creation  wakes, 
"When  morning,  rich  in  lustre,  breaks, 
And  bathes  in  dew  the  opening  flower, 
To  thee  we  owe  her  fragrant  hour  ; 
And  when  she  pours  her  choral  song, 
Her  melodies  to  thee  belong. 

2  Or  when,  in  paler  tints  arrayed, 

The  evening  slowly  spreads  her  shade, 
That  soothing  shade,  that  grateful  gloom, 
Can,  more  than  day's  enlivening  bloom, 
Still  every  fond  and  vain  desire, 
And  calmer,  purer  thoughts  inspire  ; 
From  earth  the  pensive  spirit  free, 
And  lead  the  softened  heart  to  thee. 

3  In  every  scene  thy  hands  have  dressed, 
In  every  form  by  thee  impressed, 
Upon  the  mountain's  awful  head, 

Or  where  the  sheltering  woods  are  spread  ; 
In  every  note  that  swells  the  gale, 
Or  tuneful  stream  that  cheers  the  vale, 
The  cavern's  depth,  or  echoing  grove, — 
A  voice  is  heard  of  praise  and  love. 

4  As  o'er  thy  work  the  seasons  roll, 

And  soothe,  with  change  of  bliss,  the  soul, 
510 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

O,  never  may  their  smiling  train 
Pass  o'er  the  human  sense  in  vain  ! 
But  oft,  as  on  their  charms  we  gaze, 
Attune  the  wandering  soul  to  praise  ; 
And  be  the  joys  that  most  we  prize 
Those  joys  that  from  thy  favor  rise  ! 

876.  L.  M.  Sir  Hesry  Wotto*. 

A  happy  Life. 

1  HOW  happy  is  he  born  and  taught, 

Who  serveth  not  another's  will  ; 
Whose  armor  is  his  honest  thought, 
And  simple  truth  his  utmost  skill  ! 

2  Whose  passions  not  his  masters  are, 

Whose  soul  is  still  prepared  for  death, 
Untied  to  this  vain  world  by  care 
Of  public  fame  or  private  breath  ; 

3  Who  hath  his  life  from  rumors  freed, 

Whose  conscience  is  his  strong  retreat  ; 
Whose  state  can  neither  flatterers  feed, 
Nor  ruin  make  oppressors  great  ; 

4  Who  God  doth  late  and  early  pray 

More  of  his  grace  than  gifts  to  lend  ; 
To  crave  for  less  and  more  obey, 

Nor  dare  with  Heaven's  high  will  contend. 

5  This  man  is  freed  from  servile  bands 

Of  hope  to  rise  or  fear  to  fall  ; 
Lord  of  himself,  though  not  of  lands, 
And,  having  nothing,  yet  hath  all. 

877»  lis.  M.  Marie  de  Fleury. 

Kedron. 

THOU  sweet-gliding  Kedron,  by  thy  silver  stream 
Our  Saviour  would  linger  in  moonlight's  soft  beam  ; 
And  by  thy  bright  waters  would  oftentimes  stray, 
And  lose  in  thy  murmurs  the  toils  of  the  day. 
511 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  How  damp  were  the  vapors  that  fell  on  his  head  ! 
How  hard  was  his  pillow,  how  humble  his  bed  ! 
The  angels,  astonished,  grew  sad  at  the  sight, 
And  followed  their  Master  with  solemn  delight. 

3  O  garden  of  Olivet  !  dear,  honored  spot  ! 

The  fame  of  thy  wonders  shall  ne'er  be  forgot  ; 
The  theme  most  transporting  to  seraphs  above, 
The  triumph  of  sorrow,  the  triumph  of  love. 

878,  C.  M.  H.  Martineau. 

Ml  Men  are  equal. 

1  ALL  men  are  equal  in  their  birth, 

Heirs  of  the  earth  and  skies  ; 

All  men  are  equal  when  that  earth 

Fades  from  their  dying  eyes. 

2  God  meets  the  throngs  who  pay  their  vows 

In  courts  that  hands  have  made  ; 
And  hears  the  worshipper  who  bows 
Beneath  the  plantain  shade. 

3  'T  is  man  alone  who  difference  sees, 

And  speaks  of  high  and  low, 
And  worships  those,  and  tramples  these, 
While  the  same  path  they  go. 

4  O,  let  man  hasten  to  restore 

To  all  their  rights  of  love  ; 
In  power  and  wealth  exult  no  more  ; 

In  wisdom  lowly  move. 
r  5  Ye  great,  renounce  your  earth-born  pride, 

Ye  low,  your  shame  and  fear  : 
Live,  as  ye  worship,  side  by  side  ; 

Your  brotherhood  revere. 

879»  L.    M.  Anonymous. 

Memory  of  the  Past. 

1  HOW  blest  is  he  whose  tranquil  mind, 

When  life  declines,  recalls  again 

512 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

The  years  that  time  has  cast  behind, 
And  reaps  delight  from  toil  and  pain. 
2  So,  when  the  transient  storm  is  past, 

The  sudden  gloom  and  driving  shower, 

The  sweetest  sunshine  is  the  last  ; 
The  loveliest  is  the  evening  hour. 

880.  7  &  6s.  M.  (Peculiar.)    km.  Coll. 

Quiet  Religion. 

1  OPEN,  Lord,  my  inward  ear, 

And  bid  my  heart  rejoice  ; 
Bid  my  quiet  spirit  hear 

The  comfort  of  thy  voice  ; 
Never  in  the  whirlwind  found, 
Or  where  earthquakes  rock  the  place, 
Still  and  silent  is  the  sound, 

The  whisper  of  thy  grace. 

2  From  the  world  of  sin,  and  noise, 

And  hurry,  I  withdraw  ; 
For  the  small  and  inward  voice 

I  wait  with  humble  awe  ; 
Silent  I  am  now  and  still, 
Dare  not  in  thy  presence  move  ; 
To  my  waiting  soul  reveal 

The  secret  of  thy  love. 

881.  C.M.  J.  J.  Gurnet. 

Silent  Worship. 

1  LET  deepest  silence  all  around 

Its  peaceful  shelter  spread  ; 
So  shall  the  living  word  abound, 
The  word  that  wakes  the  dead. 

2  How  sweet  to  wait  upon  the  Lord 

In  stillness  and  in  prayer  ! 
What  though  no  preacher  speak  the  word, 
A  minister  is  there. 
513 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  He  knows  to  bend  the  heart  of  steel, 

He  bows  the  loftiest  soul  ; 
O'er  all  we  think  and  all  we  feel, 
How  matchless  his  control  ! 

4  And,  O,  how  precious  is  his  love, 

In  tender  mercy  given  ; 
It  whispers  of  the  blest  above, 
And  stays  the  soul  on  heaven. 

5  From  mind  to  mind,  in  streams  of  joy, 

The  holy  influence  spreads  ; 
'T  is  peace,  't  is  praise  without  alloy, 
For  God  that  influence  sheds. 

6  To  thee,  O  God,  we  still  will  pray, 

And  praise  thee  as  before  ; 
For  this  thy  glorious  gospel-day, 
Teach  us  to  praise  thee  more. 

882.  7  &  6s.  M.  hebkk. 

Marriage  Hymn. 

1  WHEN  on  her  Maker's  bosom 

The  new-born  earth  was  laid, 
And  nature's  opening  blossom 

Its  fairest  bloom  displayed  ; 
When  all  with  fruits  and  flowers 

The  laughing  soil  was  dressed, 
And  Eden's  fragrant  bowers 

Received  their  human  guest,  — 

2  No  sin  his  face  defiling, 

The  heir  of  nature  stood, 
And  God,  benignly  smiling, 

Beheld  that  all  was  good. 
Yet  in  that  hour  of  blessing 

A  single  want  was  known,  — 
A  wish  the  heart  distressing,  — 

For  Adam  was  alone. 
514 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

3  O  God  of  pure  affection, 

By  men  and  saints  adored, 
O,  give  us  thy  protection 

Around  this  nuptial  board  ; 
May  thy  rich  bounties  ever 

To  wedded  love  be  shown, 
And  no  rude  hand  dissever 

Whom  thou  hast  linked  in  one. 

883.  CM.  L.  H.  SlGOURNEY. 

Marriage  Hymn. 

1  NOT  for  the  summer's  hour  alone, 

When  skies  resplendent  shine, 
And  youth  and  pleasure  fill  the  throne, 
Our  hearts  and  hands  we  join  ; 

2  But  for  those  stern  and  wintry  days 

Of  sorrow,  pain,  and  fear, 
When  Heaven's  wise  discipline  doth  make 
Our  earthly  journey  drear  ;  — 

3  Not  for  this  span  of  life  alone, 

Which  like  a  blast  doth  fly, 
And  as  the  transient  flowers  of  grass 
Just  blossom,  droop,  and  die  ;  — 

4  But  for  a  being  without  end 

This  vow  of  love  we  take ; 
Grant  us,  O  God,  one  home  at  last, 
For  thy  great  mercy's  sake. 

884r»  C.  M.  Anokymous. 

For  a  Birthday 

1  SWIFT  as  the  winged  arrow  flies, 

My  time  is  hastening  on  ; 
Quick  as  the  lightning  from  the  skies, 
My  wasting  moments  run. 

2  O,  let  thy  spirit  lead  me  still, 

Along  the  happy  road  ; 
515 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

Conform  me  to  thy  holy  will, 
My  Father  and  my  God. 

3  Another  year  of  life  is  past  ; 
My  heart  to  thee  incline, 
That  if  this  year  should  be  my  last, 
It  may  be  wholly  thine. 

885.  L.  M.  Anonymoui. 

Temperance  Hymn. 

1  GOD  of  our  fathers,  't  is  thy  hand 

Hath  turned  the  tide  of  death  away, 
That  rolled  in  madness  o'er  the  land, 
And  filled  thy  people  with  dismay. 

2  Thy  voice  awaked  us  from  our  dream  ; 

Thy  spirit  taught  our  hearts  to  feel  ; 
'T  was  thy  own  light  whose  radiant  beam 
Came  down  our  duty  to  reveal. 

3  Almighty  Parent,  still  in  thee 

Our  spirits  trust  for  strength  divine  ; 
Gird  us  with  heaven's  own  energy, 
And  o'er  our  paths  let  wisdom  shine. 

4  The  work  of  man's  destruction  stay  ; 

The  tide  of  fire  still  backward  press  ; 
Drive  each  delusive  mist  away, 
And  every  humble  effort  bless. 

886.  6&4S.    M.  PlERPONT. 

Temperance  Hymn. 

1  LET  the  still  air  rejoice,  — 
Be  every  youthful  voice 

Blended  in  one  : 
While  we  renew  our  strain 
To  Him,  with  joy,  again, 
Who  sends  the  evening  rain, 
And  morning  sun. 
516 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  His  hand  in  beauty  gives 

Each  flower  and  plant  that  lives. 

Each  sunny  rill  ; 
Springs  !  which  our  footsteps  meet,  — 
Fountains  !  our  lips  to  greet,  — 
Waters  !  whose  taste  is  sweet, 

On  rock  and  hill. 

3  Each  summer  bird  that  sings 
Drinks  from  dear  Nature's  springs 

Her  early  dew  ; 
And  the  refreshing  shower 
Falls  on  each  herb  and  flower, 
Giving  it  life  and  power, 

Fragrant  and  new. 

4  So  let  each  faithful  child 
Drink  ofv  this  fountain  mild, 

From  early  youth  ; 
Then  shall  the  song  we  raise 
Be  heard  in  future  days, — 
Ours  be  the  pleasant  ways 

Of  peace  and  truth. 

5  Now  let  each  heart  and  hand, 
Of  all  this  youthful  band, 

United,  move  ! 
Till  on  the  mountain's  brow, 
And  in  the  vale  below, 
Our  land  may  ever  glow 

With  peace  and  love. 

887.  S.M.  M.  W.Hal.. 

Temperance  .Anniversary. 

1  PRAISE  for  the  glorious  light 
Which  crowns  this  joyous  day  ; 
Whose  beams  dispel  the  shades  of  night, 

And  wake  our  grateful  lay  ! 
44  517 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

2  Praise  for  the  mighty  band, 

Redeemed  from  error's  chain, 
Whose  echoing  voices,  through  our  land, 
Join  our  triumphant  strain  ! 

3  Ours  is  no  conquest  gained 

Upon  the  tented  field  ; 
Nor  hath  the  flowing  life-blood  stained 
The  victor's  helm  and  shield. 

4  But  the  strong  might  of  love, 

And  truth's  all-pleading  voice, 
As  angels  bending  from  above, 
Have  made  our  hearts  rejoice. 

5  Lord  !  upward  to  thy  throne 

Th'  imploring  voice  we  raise  ; 
The  might,  the  strength,  are  thine  alone  ! 
Thine  be  our  loftiest  praise. 

888.  8,  7,  &  4S.  M.  Anonymous. 

"  It  is  finished!  " 

1  HARK  !  the  voice  of  love  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary  ! 
See  !  it  rends  the  rocks  asunder,  — 
Shakes  the  earth,  —  and  veils  the  sky  ! 

"  It  is  finished  !  " 
Hear  the  dying  Saviour  cry  ! 

2  "  It  is  finished  !  "  —  O,  what  pleasure 

Do  these  sacred  words  afford  ! 
Heavenly  blessings,  without  measure, 
Flow  to  us  through  Christ  the  Lord  ! 

"  It  is  finished  !  " 
Saints,  the  dying  words  record  ! 

3  Tune  your  harps  anew,  ye  seraphs  ! 

Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  ; 

518 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

All  in  earth  and  heaven  uniting, 
Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name  : 

Hallelujah  ! 
Glory  to  the  bleeding  Lamb  ! 

889.  P-    M.  Norton. 
He  has  gone  to  his  God. 

1  HE  has  gone  to  his  God  ;  he  has  gone  to  his  home  ; 
No  more  amid  peril  and  error  to  roam  ; 

His  eyes  are  no  longer  dim  ; 

His  feet  will  no  more  falter  ; 
No  grief  can  follow  him  ; 

No  pang  his  cheek  can  alter. 

2  There  are  paleness  and  weeping  and  sighs  below  ; 
For  our  faith  is  faint  and  our  tears  will  flow  ; 

But  the  harps  of  heaven  are  ringing ; 
.    Glad  angels  come  to  greet  him, 
And  hymns  of  joy  are  singing  ; 

While  old  friends  pass  to  meet  him. 
8  O,  honored,  beloved,  to  earth  unconfined, 

Thou  hast  soared  on  high,  thou  'st  left  us  behind  ; 
But  our  parting  is  not  for  ever, 

We  will  follow  thee  by  heaven's  light, 
Where  the  grave  cannot  dissever 

The  souls  whom  God  will  unite. 

890.  11s-  M.  Cunningham. 

"  Are  they  not  all  ministering  Spirits?  " 

1  HOW  cheering  the  thought,  that  the  spirits  in  bliss 
Will  bow  their  bright  wings  to  a  world  such  as  this  ; 
Will  leave  the  sweet  joys  of  the  mansions  above, 
To  breathe  o'er  our  bosoms  some  message  of  love. 

jj  They  come, — on  the  wings  of  the  morning  they  come,—' 
Impatient  to  lead  some  poor  wanderer  home, 
Some  pilgrim  to  snatch  from  this  stormy  abode, 
And  lay  him  to  rest  in  the  arms  of  his  God. 
519 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

891.  U   &  10S.  M.  Heber. 

Star  of  the  East. 

1  BRIGHTEST  and  best  of  ihe  sons  of  the  morning. 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid  ; 
Star  of  the  East,  —  the  horizon  adorning, — 
Guide  where  the  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

2  Cold  on  his  cradle  the  dew-drops  are  shining  ; 

Low  lies  his  head  with  the  beasts  of  the  stall  ; 
Angels  bend  o'er  him,  in  slumber  reclining,  — 
Saviour,  Redeemer,  Restorer  of  all. 

3  Say,  shall  we  yield  him,  in  costly  devotion, 

Odors  of  Edom,  and  offerings  divine  ? 
Gems  of  the  mountain,  and  pearls  of  the  ocean, 
Myrrh  from  the  forest,  or  gold  from  the  mine  ? 

4  Vainly  we  offer  each  ample  oblation, 

Vainly  with  gold  would  his  favor  secure  ; 
Richer  by  far  is  the  heart's  adoration, 

Dearer  to  God  are  the  prayers  of  the  poor. 

5  Brightest  and  best  of  the  sons  of  the  morning, 

Dawn  on  our  darkness  and  lend  us  thine  aid  ; 
Star  of  the  East,  —  the  horizon  adorning, — 
Guide  where  the  infant  Redeemer  is  laid. 

892.  6&10s.M.    {^I?„A^"• 

Peace. 

1  NO  war  nor  battle's  sound 
Was  heard  the  earth  around,  — 

No  hostile  chiefs  to  furious  combat  ran  ; 

But  peaceful  was  the  night 

In  which  the  Prince  of  Light 
His  reign  of  peace  upon  the  earth  began. 

2  No  conqueror's  sword  he  bore, 
Nor  warlike  armor  wore, 

Nor  haughty  passions  roused  to  contest  wild  ; 

OmJ 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

In  peace  and  love  he  came, 
And  gentle  was  the  reign, 
Which  o'er  the  earth  he  spread  by  influence  mild. 

3  Unwilling  kings  obeyed, 

And  sheathed  the  battle  blade, 
And  called  their  bloody  legions  from  the  field  ; 

In  silent  awe  they  wait, 

And  close  the  warrior's  gate, 
Nor  know  to  whom  their  homage  thus  they  yield. 

4  The  peaceful  conqueror  goes, 
And  triumphs  o'er  his  foes, 

His  weapons  drawn  from  armories  above  ; 

Behold  the  vanquished  sit 

Submissive  at  his  feet, 
And  strife  and  hate  are  changed  to  peace  and  love. 

893.  p.  m.  h-™ 

The  Pilgrim  Fathers. 

1  THE  breaking  waves  dashed  high 

On  a  stern  and  rock-bound  coast, 
And  the  woods  against  a  stormy  sky 

Their  giant  branches  tossed  ; 
And  the  heavy  night  hung  dark, 

The  hills  and  waters  o'er, 
When  a  band  of  exiles  moored  their  bark 

On  the  wild  New  England  shore. 

2  Not  as  the  conqueror  comes, 

They,  the  true-hearted,  came  ; 
Not  with  the  roll  of  the  stirring  drums, 

And  the  trumpet  that  sings  of  fame  ; 
Not  as  the  flying  come, 

In  silence  and  in  fear  ;  — 
They  shook  the  depths  of  the  desert  gloom 

With  their  hymns  of  lofty  cheer. 

3  Amidst  the  storm  they  sang, 

And  the  stars  heard,  and  the  sea  f 
44  *  521 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

And  the  sounding  aisles  of  the  dim  woods  rang 

To  the  anthem  of  the  free. 
The  ocean  eagle  soared 

From  his  nest  by  the  white  wave's  foam, 
And  the  rocking  pines  of  the  forest  roared,  — 

This  was  their  welcome  home. 
[  What  sought  they  thus  afar  ? 

Bright  jewels  of  the  mine  ? 
The  wealth  of  seas,  the  spoils  of  war  ?  — 

They  sought  a  faith's  pure  shrine  ! 
Ay,  call  it  holy  ground, 

The  soil  where  first  they  trod  ! 
They  have  left  unstained  what  there  they  found,  — 

Freedom  to  worship  God. 

894#  L.  M.  6  L.  Montgomery. 

Humility. 

1  THE  bird  that  soars  on  highest  wing 

Builds  on  the  ground  her  lowly  nest  ; 
And  she  that  doth  most  sweetly  sing 

Sings  in  the  shade  when  all  things  rest  :  — 
In  lark  and  nightingale  we  see 
What  honor  hath  humility. 

2  When  Mary  chose  the  better  part, 

She  meekly  sat  at  Jesus'  feet  ; 
And  Lydia's  gently  opened  heart 

Was  made  for  God's  own  temple  meet  :  — 
Fairest  and  best  adorned  is  she 
Whose  clothing  is  humility. 

3  The  saint  that  wears  heaven's  brightest  crown 

In  deepest  adoration  bends ; 
The  weight  of  glory  bows  him  down 

Then  most  when  most  his  soul  ascends  :  — 
Nearest  the  throne  itself  must  be 
The  footstool  of  humility. 
522 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

895.  C'  M"  H.Wam.Jh. 

Praise  lo  God. 

1  ALL  nature's  works  his  praise  declare 

To  whom  they  all  belong  ; 
There  is  a  voice  in  every  star, 
In  every  breeze  a  song. 

2  Sweet  music  fills  the  world  abroad 

With  strains  of  love  and  power  ; 
The  stormy  sea  sings  praise  to  God, — 
The  thunder  and  the  shower. 

3  To  God  the  tribes  of  ocean  cry, 

And  birds  upon  the  wing  ; 
To  God  the  powers  that  dwell  on  high 
Their  tuneful  tribute  bring. 

4  Like  them  let  man  the  throne  surround, 

With  them  loud  chorus  raise, 
While  instruments  of  loftiest  sound 
Assist  his  feeble  praise. 

5  Great  God,  to  thee  we  consecrate 

Our  voices  and  our  skill  ; 

We  bid  the  pealing  organ  wait 

To  speak  alone  thy  will. 

6  O,  teach  its  rich  and  swelling  notes 

To  lift  our  souls  on  high  ; 
And  while  the  music  round  us  floats, 
Let  earth-born  passion  die. 

896,  C.    M.  NXWT05. 

True  and  Fast  Zeal. 

1  ZEAL  is  that  pure  and  heavenly  flame 

The  fire  of  love  supplies  ; 
While  that  which  often  bears  the  name 
Ts  self,  in  a  disguise. 

2  True  zeal  is  merciful  and  mild, 

Can  pity  and  forbear  ; 
523 


MISCELLANEOUS. 

The  false  is  headstrong,  fierce,  and  wild, 
And  breathes  revenge  and  war. 

3  While  zeal  for  truth  the  Christian  warms, 

He  knows  the  worth  of  peace  ; 
But  self  contends  for  names  and  forms, 
Its  party  to  increase. 

4  Self  may  its  poor  reward  obtain, 

And  be  applauded  here  ; 
But  zeal  the  best  applause  will  gain, 
When  Jesus  shall  appear. 

5  O  God,  the  idol  self  dethrone, 

And  from  our  hearts  remove  ; 
And  let  no  zeal  by  us  be  shown, 
But  that  which  springs  from  love. 

897.  CM-  n*wto* 

u  Unto  you  who  believe  he  is  precious.'' 

1  HOW  sweet  the  name  of  Jesus  sounds 

In  a  believer's  ear  ! 
It  soothes  his  sorrows,  heals  his  wounds, 
And  drives  away  his  fear. 

2  It  makes  the  wounded  spirit  whole, 

It  calms  the  troubled  breast  ; 
'T  is  manna  to  the  hungry  soul, 
And,  to  the  weary,  rest. 

3  Weak  is  the  effort  of  my  heart, 

And  cold  my  warmest  thought, 
But  when  I  see  thee  as  thou  art, 
I  '11  praise  thee  as  I  ought. 

4  Till  then  I  would  thy  love  proclaim 

With  every  fleeting  breath  ; 
And  may  the  music  of  thy  name 
Refresh  my  soul  in  death. 

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MISCELLANEOUS. 

898.  L-  M.  s«il«. 

Entire  Consecration. 

1  NOW  I  resolve  with  all  my  heart, 

With  all  my  powers,  to  serve  the  Lord  ; 
Nor  from  his  ways  will  I  depart, 
Whose  service  is  a  rich  reward. 

2  O,  be  his  service  all  my  joy  !  — 

Around  let  my  example  shine, 
Till  others  love  the  blest  employ, 
And  join  in  labors  so  divine. 

3  Be  this  the  purpose  of  my  soul, 

My  solemn,  my  decided  choice, 
To  yield  to  his  supreme  control, 
And  in  his  kind  commands  rejoice. 

4  0,  .may  I  never  faint  nor  tire, 

Nor,  wandering,  leave  his  sacred  ways  ; 
Great  God,  accept  my  soul's  desire, 
And  give  me  strength  to  live  thy  praise. 

899.  L.  M.  Doddridge. 

On  joining  the  Church. 

1  O  HAPPY  day,  that  fixed  my  choice 

On  thee,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lord  ! 
Well  may  this  glowing  heart  rejoice, 
And  tell  its  raptures  all  abroad  ! 

2  O  happy  bond,  that  seals  my  vows 

To  Him  who  merits  all  my  love  ! 
Let  cheerful  anthems  fill  the  house, 
While  to  his  altar  now  I  move. 

3  Now  rest,  my  long-divided  heart  ; 

Fixed  on  this  blissful  centre,  rest  ; 
Here  have  I  found  a  nobler  part  ; 

Here  heavenly  pleasures  fill  my  breast. 

4  High  Heaven,  that  hears  the  solemn  vow, 

That  vow  renewed  shall  daily  hear  ; 
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Till  in  life's  latest  hour  I  bow, 

And  bless  in  death  a  bond  so  dear. 

900.  C.  H.  M.  Sacred  Lyrics. 

The  everlasting  Bliss  of  Heaven. 

1  HEAVEN  is  the  land  where  troubles  cease, 

Where  toils  and  tears  are  o'er  ;  — 
The  blissful  clime  of  rest  and  peace, 

Where  cares  distract  no  more  ; 
And  not  the  shadow  of  distress 
Dims  its  unsullied  blessedness. 

2  Heaven  is  the  dwelling-place  of  joy, 

The  home  of  light  and  love, 
Where  faith  and  hope  in  rapture  die, 

And  ransomed  souls  above 
Enjoy,  before  th'  eternal  throne,* 
Bliss  everlasting  and  unknown. 

901.  CM.  Montgomery. 

Earth's  broken  Ties. 

1  THE  broken  ties  of  happier  days, 

How  often  do  they  seem 
To  come  before  the  mental  gaze, 

Like  a  remembered  dream  ; 
Around  us  each  dissevered  chain 

In  sparkling  ruin  lies, 
And  earthly  hand  can  ne'er  again 

Unite  these  broken  ties. 

2  O,  who,  in  such  a  world  as  this, 

Could  bear  their  lot  of  pain, 
Did  not  one  radiant  hope  of  bliss 

Unclouded  yet  remain  ? 
That  hope  the  sovereign  Lord  has  given, 

Who  reigns  above  the  skies  ; 
Hope  that  unites  our  souls  to  heaven, 

By  faith's  endearing  ties. 
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3  Each  care,  each  ill  of  mortal  birth, 

Is  sent  in  pitying  love 
To  lift  the  lingering  heart  from  earth, 

And  speed  its  flight  above. 
And  every  pang  that  wrings  the  breast, 

And  every  joy  that  dies, 
Tells  us  to  seek  a  purer  rest, 

And  trust  to  holier  ties. 

902.  ^S.    M.  C.  Wesley. 

The  Christian's  Death. 

1  LO  !  the  prisoner  is  released, 

Lightened  of  his  fleshly  load  ; 
Where  the  weary  are  at  rest, 

He  is  gathered  unto  God  : 
Lo  !  the  pain  of  life  is  past, 

And  his  warfare  now  is  o'er  ; 
Death  and  hell  behind  are  cast, 

Grief  and  suffering  are  no  more. 

2  Yes  !  the  Christian's  course  is  run, 

Ended  is  the  glorious  strife  ; 
Fought  the  fight,  the  crown  is  won, 

Death  is  swallowed  up  of  life  ; 
Borne  by  angels  on  their  wings, 

Far  from  earth  his  spirit  flies 
To  the  Lord  he  loved,  and  sings 

Triumphing  in  paradise. 

3  Join  we  then  with  one  accord 

In  the  new  and  joyful  song  ; 
Absent  from  our  glorious  Lord 

We  shall  not  continue  long  ; 
We  shall  quit  the  house  of  clay, 

Better  joys  with  him  to  share  ; 
We  shall  see  the  realms  of  day, 

We  shall  meet  our  brethren  there. 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

903.  C-     M.  DoDDRIDGK. 

Christian  Ambition. 

1  NOW  let  a  true  ambition  rise, 

And  ardor  fire  our  breast, 
To  reign  in  worlds  above  the  skies, 
In  heavenly  glories  dressed. 

2  Behold  Jehovah's  royal  hand 

A  radiant  crown  display, 
Whose  gems  with  vivid  lustre  shine, 
While  suns  and  stars  decay. 

3  Ye  hearts,  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

The  glorious  prize  pursue  ; 
Nor  shall  ye  want  the  goods  of  earth, 
While  heaven  is  kept  in  view. 

904.  L.  M.  Henry  Moor*. 

For  Steadiness  of  Principle. 

1  AMIDST  a  world  of  hopes  and  fears, 
A  wild  of  cares,  and  toils,  and  tears, 
Where  foes  alarm,  and  dangers  threat, 
And  pleasures  kill,  and  glories  cheat  : 

2  Shed  down,  O  Lord  !  a  heavenly  ray 
To  guide  me  in  the  doubtful  way  ; 
And  o'er  me  hold  thy  shield  of  power, 
To  guard  me  in  the  dangerous  hour. 

3  Teach  me  the  Mattering  paths  to  shun, 
In  which  the  thoughtless  many  run, 
Who  for  a  shade  the  substance  miss, 
And  grasp  their  ruin  in  their  bliss. 

4  May  never  pleasure,  wealth,  or  pride 
Allure  my  wandering  soul  aside  ; 
But,  through  this  maze  of  mortal  ill, 

Safe  lead  me  to  thy  heavenly  bill. 

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MISCELLANEOUS. 

905.  CM.  Knowlis. 

The  Mourner  comforted. 

1  O,  WEEP  not  for  the  joys  that  fade 

Like  evening  lights  away, 
For  hopes  that,  like  the  stars  decayed, 

Have  left  thy  mortal  day  ; 
The  clouds  of  sorrow  will  depart, 

And  brilliant  skies  be  given  ; 
For  bliss  awaits  the  holy  heart, 

Amid  the  bowers  of  heaven. 

2  O,  weep  not  for  the  friends  that  pass 

Into  the  lonely  grave, 
As  breezes  sweep  the  withered  grass 

Along  the  restless  wave  ; 
For  though  thy  pleasures  may  depart, 

And  mournful  days  be  given  ; 
Yet  bliss  awaits  the  holy  heart, 

When  friends  rejoin  in  heaven. 

906.  8  &  7s-  M.  cow*™. 

Future  Peace  and  Glory  of  the  Church. 

1  HEAR  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken  : 

O  my  people,  faint  and  few, 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken, 

Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you  ; 
Scenes  of  heartfelt  tribulation 

Shall  no  more  perplex  your  ways  ; 
You  sfell  name  your  walls  salvation, 

And  your  gates  shall  all  be  praise. 

2  There,  like  streams  that  feed  the  garden, 

Pleasures  without  end  shall  flow  ; 
For  the  Lord,  your  faith  rewarding, 

All  his  bounty  shall  bestow  ; 
Still  in  undisturbed  possession 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign  ; 
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MISCELLANEOUS. 

Never  shall  you  feel  oppression, 

Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 
3  Ye,  no  more  your  suns  descending, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see  ; 
But,  your  griefs  for  ever  ending, 

Find  eternal  noon  in  me  ; 
God  shall  rise,  and,  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night  ; 
He,  the  Lord,  shall  be  your  glory, 

God  your  everlasting  light. 

907.  C.    M.  S.F.Smith. 
The  Departed. 

1  WHEN  spirits  from  their  cumbering  clay 

Ascend  to  heaven's  bright  shore, 
Our  hoping  hearts  with  triumph  say,  — 
"  Not  lost,  but  gone  before." 

2  Then  calmly  may  our  spirits  bow 

Beneath  affliction's  rod  ; 
Who,  who  would  murmur  that  his  friend 
Is  safe  in  joy  and  God  ? 

908.  H.M.  Anonymous. 
Close  of  Service. 

BY  us  the  seed  is  sown,  — 

Thy  blessing,  Lord,  bestow  ; 
The  power  is  thine  alone 

To  make  it  spring  and  grow  : 
Do  thou  the  gracious  harvest  jaise, 
And  thou  alone  shalt  have  the  praise. 


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